05-29-2019, 11:49 AM
isilme
steady as the stars in the woods
She is a restless child.
The world of Beqanna is big, and Isilme has seen so little of it. She hasn’t been anywhere, really, outside of Silver Cove, though she finds it dreadfully boring there. It’s beautiful, yes, and she loves her mother and sister, but she wants to explore. She tries to follow her mother to Tephra as she leaves for the war—yearning for excitement and positive of her invincibility—but is quickly shut down by her mother and Spot. She hears the stories of Loess, the central-most kingdom, and their holding of healers in captivity and Isilme can’t help but be simultaneously horrified and fascinated.
So, naturally, Loess is the next place she wants to visit, once the war is over and fewer eyes are watching her.
She doesn’t tell Spot where they’re headed on this bright spring day, and he follows behind the little lion cub loyally. Occasionally, she grows tired of walking and throws herself on the ground in a silent tantrum. No one else in her family—her mother, nor Austra, not even Clayton—had wings like she did, so she had yet to learn how to use them.
Eventually, with Spot’s patience (and a few eye rolls), the zebra and the lion-girl reach the rocky hills of Loess. She shifts back into her horse form, dragon wings tucked tightly to her golden side. She understands that she is less threatening as a young girl than a lion (though whether she is threatening at all is certainly up for debate), and although she doesn’t respect boundaries, she still doesn’t want to join the captives.
The world of Beqanna is big, and Isilme has seen so little of it. She hasn’t been anywhere, really, outside of Silver Cove, though she finds it dreadfully boring there. It’s beautiful, yes, and she loves her mother and sister, but she wants to explore. She tries to follow her mother to Tephra as she leaves for the war—yearning for excitement and positive of her invincibility—but is quickly shut down by her mother and Spot. She hears the stories of Loess, the central-most kingdom, and their holding of healers in captivity and Isilme can’t help but be simultaneously horrified and fascinated.
So, naturally, Loess is the next place she wants to visit, once the war is over and fewer eyes are watching her.
She doesn’t tell Spot where they’re headed on this bright spring day, and he follows behind the little lion cub loyally. Occasionally, she grows tired of walking and throws herself on the ground in a silent tantrum. No one else in her family—her mother, nor Austra, not even Clayton—had wings like she did, so she had yet to learn how to use them.
Eventually, with Spot’s patience (and a few eye rolls), the zebra and the lion-girl reach the rocky hills of Loess. She shifts back into her horse form, dragon wings tucked tightly to her golden side. She understands that she is less threatening as a young girl than a lion (though whether she is threatening at all is certainly up for debate), and although she doesn’t respect boundaries, she still doesn’t want to join the captives.
careless and young, free as the birds that fly
@[alita]