Qatar learned early on that there was never truly ‘escaping’ Ima. They could travel very very very very very far away, like Mikhael and Zilpah, and still never truly go beyond the gentle touch of their mother. To a young rascal, the thought is terrifying. She literally has eyes in the back of her head… everywhere... and yet, he still tried to get away with things (though that might be more of Alek’s influence than anything else). Just like a teenage boy should, if we’re playing into stereotypes.
Eliora will not escape his ‘attentions’ – after all, that’s what little sisters are for; to pull their hair and nip and tease, and then protect from other bullies. Q and Alek are the only ones that are allowed to make her go crying to Ima. Everyone else – beware!
The dastardly duo spent the morning away from Ima and Eli and the rest of the family, playing at ‘War’ while the sun was still low in the sky, before the land became a bit of a broiling oven. That game quickly becomes boring with only two players, however, and they soon decide to abandon it in favor of other entertainment. And poor little Eli is the first individual they spot. Q’s face breaks into a sly grin.
Bro, you thinking what I’m thinking?
”Hmmm… Probably. Looks like someone wandered too far away from your mother…”
She’ll have our heads if we’re too mean to Eli
“Well then… let’s not be too mean to the pretty pretty princess.”
Q’s mind voice chuckles, and he lets Alek take the lead, seeing as he’s the one that does all the talking. The cat slinks forward, black tufted ears wiggling high above his head. His paws have solid traction on the shifting sands, and he approaches Eli quietly, leaving Q hiding behind the previous dune. “Hey, Eli,” he calls to the filly, as he climbs up the dune to join her. “Whatcha doing over here? Does Yael know you’re so far away?” Qatar strains to hear their conversation, but with only the wind whistling lightly in his ears, it isn’t that hard. There doesn’t seem to be anyone else around… or is there?
[sorry he's a dick of a brother XD]
Eliora will not escape his ‘attentions’ – after all, that’s what little sisters are for; to pull their hair and nip and tease, and then protect from other bullies. Q and Alek are the only ones that are allowed to make her go crying to Ima. Everyone else – beware!
The dastardly duo spent the morning away from Ima and Eli and the rest of the family, playing at ‘War’ while the sun was still low in the sky, before the land became a bit of a broiling oven. That game quickly becomes boring with only two players, however, and they soon decide to abandon it in favor of other entertainment. And poor little Eli is the first individual they spot. Q’s face breaks into a sly grin.
Bro, you thinking what I’m thinking?
”Hmmm… Probably. Looks like someone wandered too far away from your mother…”
She’ll have our heads if we’re too mean to Eli
“Well then… let’s not be too mean to the pretty pretty princess.”
Q’s mind voice chuckles, and he lets Alek take the lead, seeing as he’s the one that does all the talking. The cat slinks forward, black tufted ears wiggling high above his head. His paws have solid traction on the shifting sands, and he approaches Eli quietly, leaving Q hiding behind the previous dune. “Hey, Eli,” he calls to the filly, as he climbs up the dune to join her. “Whatcha doing over here? Does Yael know you’re so far away?” Qatar strains to hear their conversation, but with only the wind whistling lightly in his ears, it isn’t that hard. There doesn’t seem to be anyone else around… or is there?
[sorry he's a dick of a brother XD]