05-17-2021, 02:36 PM
Discordant notes fell through the air as the girl jolted to the side, startled. "Wit!" She shrilled, the agonizing tension broken amid a scattering of leaves. The papery green wings flared from her shoulders, eddying the only just-settled leaves again.
"You're so good at this," she grudgingly said, kicking at the mulch. Her own kind of emotional gifts were much
much broader than his. Like her mother, she felt everything, and she hadn't enough experience to sort out her own feelings from the ones others felt. It was easy to lose herself in the emotions of others. Less easy to rein things in when her temper flared because someone else was having a bad day.
Still, she couldn't miss the Boredom hanging in a contained cloud around her brother. Her heart sank slightly. Okay, well, he'd been playing with her for most of the morning now. She smiled up at him, a tiny chip of green glinting from the tip of her nose.
"Whatcha want to do now?" She asked, puffing a breath of air to shift her downy forelock from her eyes. There were few enough children in the woods, enough that she knew if she ran off Wit, she'd be on her own the rest of the afternoon. It wasn't a prospect she looked forward to, so compromise it was.
@[Wit]
"You're so good at this," she grudgingly said, kicking at the mulch. Her own kind of emotional gifts were much
much broader than his. Like her mother, she felt everything, and she hadn't enough experience to sort out her own feelings from the ones others felt. It was easy to lose herself in the emotions of others. Less easy to rein things in when her temper flared because someone else was having a bad day.
Still, she couldn't miss the Boredom hanging in a contained cloud around her brother. Her heart sank slightly. Okay, well, he'd been playing with her for most of the morning now. She smiled up at him, a tiny chip of green glinting from the tip of her nose.
"Whatcha want to do now?" She asked, puffing a breath of air to shift her downy forelock from her eyes. There were few enough children in the woods, enough that she knew if she ran off Wit, she'd be on her own the rest of the afternoon. It wasn't a prospect she looked forward to, so compromise it was.
@[Wit]