05-01-2016, 06:34 PM
Oh, isn't that interesting? She's eying Pazuzu's marks on my skin again, curiosity in those doe eyes of hers. The laughter falling from her lips is sympathetic, all too knowing. “Oh, honey. No, neither. I couldn't settle down long enough to stay in a herd if I tried, not even if the one running the show was the guy who gave me all these lovely fading scars. Mmm...though it would be fun to try. Especially if I got to mess around with all the other girls in the herd too...”
My lips curve into a sultry grin as I imagine just what kind of fun that could be, until I remember the downside. Aside from the fact that I'd be tying myself to one man, that is. “Ugh, but too many kids. They'd be everywhere. Nope. Herd life isn't for me, pet.” Even if it meant frequent repetitions of our highly memorable time together, and bringing other people in on the fun. We'd still be tripping over spawn with every step, and there is nothing appealing about that mental image.
“I'm not fit for kingdoms either, as it happens. Wandering feet, you know,” I say, lifting one in illustration. “I go where they take me, and I've never really been interested in settling.” Not even the jungle, where I'd lived with my family for my first few years, had ever felt like mine. Nor had I felt like its. “I think I'm missing whatever bit of anatomy or personality gives other people that whole kingdom loyalty thing. I'd rather wander through, see the sights so to speak, and be on my merry way. And yourself?”
My lips curve into a sultry grin as I imagine just what kind of fun that could be, until I remember the downside. Aside from the fact that I'd be tying myself to one man, that is. “Ugh, but too many kids. They'd be everywhere. Nope. Herd life isn't for me, pet.” Even if it meant frequent repetitions of our highly memorable time together, and bringing other people in on the fun. We'd still be tripping over spawn with every step, and there is nothing appealing about that mental image.
“I'm not fit for kingdoms either, as it happens. Wandering feet, you know,” I say, lifting one in illustration. “I go where they take me, and I've never really been interested in settling.” Not even the jungle, where I'd lived with my family for my first few years, had ever felt like mine. Nor had I felt like its. “I think I'm missing whatever bit of anatomy or personality gives other people that whole kingdom loyalty thing. I'd rather wander through, see the sights so to speak, and be on my merry way. And yourself?”
Daeryssa
of the restless heart