Lilli follows Neverwhere though her gaze is apprehensive. She partly marvels and then worries for the silver mare, admiring the way she is able to pick her way through the brush. The deer paths are slim and difficult for Lilli to manage on her own. She has no idea of how the other mare is able to navigate her way through these paths but the chestnut girl follows, one ear still carefully turned to the lurking wood around them and her blue eyes fixed on the Neverwhere's haunches. With each branch that strikes or entangles her dappled companion, Lilli can feel Never's frustration build and the crimson mare regrets her suggestion that they go to the River. She was imposing on her friends' kindness and letting her take the brunt of the trails wildness doesn't sit well with her.
The road less traveled by comes with more thorns and scratches than the poets mentioned
The path finally gives way and Lilli is able to settle alongside Neverwhere. Briefly, her attention is held by the wood and its lurking shadows. Her blue eyes are attentive, her lithe form tensing as she mentions the dark and its perils. An ear flicks to Never and Lilli's head soon turns, her silver blue eyes longing to believe what the other mare tells her. All Lilli can hear is Frostbane's maniacal laughter as he freezes the air around him with terror, Underworld's leer as he comes from the shadows. There is some truth to what the mare says - both creatures were as terrifying during the daylight as they were when night fell. So perhaps she has been foolish all this time to think that monsters could come only from the darkness.
Something in Lilli hardens. Maybe it is because she is finally becoming comfortable with her traveling partner that the chestnut is finally allowing her polite facade to slip. When her blue eyes meet those of Neverwhere's, the memory of terror still lingers there. Her expression is solemn, serious even which is so out of character for the laughing girl. She swallows unable to fully shake her memories. "Have you met a monster before Neverwhere? The scariest thing about them is that they can look no different than you or I."
The scent of Cernunnos as it still clung to Orani's skin as she shook from things Lilli still didn't know about it. The absolute and utter hatred that had glittered in Frostbane's eyes as he had looked at her parents, at Elaina. They weren't mythical beasts. Extraordinary perhaps. Maybe even godlike. They were fear made flesh, given a form just like theirs. That was what Lilli was afraid of.
"I hate the dark," she mutters in a rather un-Lilli like way. (Her voice, usually so lilting and clear, doesn't often come out muffled.)
Thankfully, Neverwhere changes the topic and Lilliana is happy to oblige. The silver mare might not be able to make out Lilli's gaze towards her, the way it softens and the way her smile comes, the way it lights up her features. "Of course." She is only happy to help, happy to be trusted enough to lead the way. Lilli lets her form linger next to the mare, lets her heat radiate and mingle with hers until Lilli steps forward, her steps deliberate and careful. She isn't sure how fast or slow she should be going but something in her tells her that Neverwhere will let her know if she is doing something wrong.
The path curves ahead, becoming narrow again and Lilli is careful in her approach. An ear is trained on Neverwhere and her blue keeps watch making sure to note where it turns, where a branch might reach across or a root sprawls out beneath them. "Careful," she calls back to the mare, looking over her shoulder. "There is rather an inconvenient root on the left side of the trail ahead." Lilli slows then, allowing Nevewhere the moment if she needs it to see her clearer in the shadow of the impending night. A smile quirks, curious about the small pieces of information that the silver mare shares about her life. "The desert huh? What was that like? Besides arid and dry," she is teasing again but the intrigue is there.
@[neverwhere] they should probably start picking out friendship bracelets
The road less traveled by comes with more thorns and scratches than the poets mentioned
The path finally gives way and Lilli is able to settle alongside Neverwhere. Briefly, her attention is held by the wood and its lurking shadows. Her blue eyes are attentive, her lithe form tensing as she mentions the dark and its perils. An ear flicks to Never and Lilli's head soon turns, her silver blue eyes longing to believe what the other mare tells her. All Lilli can hear is Frostbane's maniacal laughter as he freezes the air around him with terror, Underworld's leer as he comes from the shadows. There is some truth to what the mare says - both creatures were as terrifying during the daylight as they were when night fell. So perhaps she has been foolish all this time to think that monsters could come only from the darkness.
Something in Lilli hardens. Maybe it is because she is finally becoming comfortable with her traveling partner that the chestnut is finally allowing her polite facade to slip. When her blue eyes meet those of Neverwhere's, the memory of terror still lingers there. Her expression is solemn, serious even which is so out of character for the laughing girl. She swallows unable to fully shake her memories. "Have you met a monster before Neverwhere? The scariest thing about them is that they can look no different than you or I."
The scent of Cernunnos as it still clung to Orani's skin as she shook from things Lilli still didn't know about it. The absolute and utter hatred that had glittered in Frostbane's eyes as he had looked at her parents, at Elaina. They weren't mythical beasts. Extraordinary perhaps. Maybe even godlike. They were fear made flesh, given a form just like theirs. That was what Lilli was afraid of.
"I hate the dark," she mutters in a rather un-Lilli like way. (Her voice, usually so lilting and clear, doesn't often come out muffled.)
Thankfully, Neverwhere changes the topic and Lilliana is happy to oblige. The silver mare might not be able to make out Lilli's gaze towards her, the way it softens and the way her smile comes, the way it lights up her features. "Of course." She is only happy to help, happy to be trusted enough to lead the way. Lilli lets her form linger next to the mare, lets her heat radiate and mingle with hers until Lilli steps forward, her steps deliberate and careful. She isn't sure how fast or slow she should be going but something in her tells her that Neverwhere will let her know if she is doing something wrong.
The path curves ahead, becoming narrow again and Lilli is careful in her approach. An ear is trained on Neverwhere and her blue keeps watch making sure to note where it turns, where a branch might reach across or a root sprawls out beneath them. "Careful," she calls back to the mare, looking over her shoulder. "There is rather an inconvenient root on the left side of the trail ahead." Lilli slows then, allowing Nevewhere the moment if she needs it to see her clearer in the shadow of the impending night. A smile quirks, curious about the small pieces of information that the silver mare shares about her life. "The desert huh? What was that like? Besides arid and dry," she is teasing again but the intrigue is there.
@[neverwhere] they should probably start picking out friendship bracelets
but it's all in the past, love
it's all gone with the wind