learn to read between the lines, yeah?
I follow him, maybe all too willingly, the sky was lighter now that we moved out of the forest's dense center, though still cloaked in the night it was not as frightening as it was prior. I wonder if I will ever be truly comfortable alone, I am an adult now I should be fine all by myself. But having grown up with an overprotective twin brother had meant I was never alone. I had never known true independence until I left for Chamber on my own. The rest everyone knows, I got lost, spooked and then was lead out of the whole situation by the spotted stallion. A hero really, at least to me, in this he had saved me, the forest was so thick I don't think I could have found a way out. Chem is strong, tall, built for protecting while I am small, petite, and build for speed. My opposite in every way, but I feel so thankful to him it seems to connect me to him in a way I don't really understand. Maybe this is what having a father is, someone to gather you from the darkness and save you when you need it. I wouldn't know I've never had a father, or maybe this isn't a daughter-father feeling at all-- maybe it's something else. I flick through everything I knew the feelings I have had in the past and this is different. I ponder this silently as we walk, and walk, and walk. Man. I really must have gone the entirely wrong direction. I had dove so deeply into my thoughts I forgot I had asked a question. and now his deep voice is answering me, I caught all but the first words, but I gather his meaning, and think is is great that my savior wasn't going too out of his way to help me. His lands sounded like it would suit him, calm and tranquil, a place he can do what he needs in peace but close to others. I am so sure I know who he is, based on the simple act of helping me, I am learning to trust myself even when alone. (Completely unaware I have him up on a pedestal, that I would believe him too quickly to feeling overly grateful, I don't sense any of the deceptions that mother had spent all that time teaching me.) I add back to him as he glances back again to check that I am ok (so sweet), "That sounds lovely Chem! Maybe I can visit it on my way back to the Falls after I visit Mother."
I have spoken of Mother many times, yet had never named her and Chem's curiosity must have finally peaked because he asked who Mother was. "My mother's name is Kimber. She is in the army in Chamber." I smile up at him,as he had dropped back to walk with me, a sweet thing, happy to make conversation as we continue walking. The terrain had grown hilly and took more effort and concentration. My sides heave a little heavier and my breath doesn't come as smoothly as it had a few minutes back. I hide it, I don't want to hold the spotted stallion up any longer. So every time I feel his attention on me I slow my breath and force the air to hold its place a moment longer in my lungs. Maybe it is just me but he must notice I can handle the pace and I swear we move quicker from then on. He tells me it's a while longer, and I fight back the urge to gripe, I have to be strong, no matter how tired I am. I have never moved so quickly over such unwelcoming ground, but with every hill, Chem glanced back to monitor me, his charge (I must have fallen a little behind again), I feel so well taken care up it makes the exhursion worth i. It had been hours, and the sky finally looked a little more yellow and a little less blue; our journey would be over soon.
With the just broken dawn, we arrived at a really steep hill it looked slick and the footing was iffy. I'm tired and my strength had quickly drained from the almost too long walk (I take it he might have done the wrong way once or twice, but didn't call him on it, as he is helping me). I swallow and glance at Chem, his eyes were encouraging, at least to me. I started up the hill only to have the footing slide under my light frame. Before I could lose more than a foot of gained altitude I felt the broad forehead of my Chem-savior using his mass to help me up. His mass held the loose soil in place. And in that somewhat awkward manner, they worked up the hill. It was hard work and mostly Chem got them there up it safely. I turned and nudged his shoulder with my own dark bay muzzle, I allowed it linger there in a show of gratitude. I was going to to verbally thank him as well but a roll of thunder rolled across the sky in a deep tenor and it sent vibrations through my bones. The storm came quickly, which meant it was likely a bad one. "Oh no.... this is going to be a bad one. The rain started then and I see Chem almost smile with his statement about the spring rains.
He moved off into the falling water and I followed but the sky opened and dumped it's moisture on them even harder, the water was cold and I was instantly chilled, despite my workout. Chem called to me to follow to a cave, and he moved quickly, it was all I could do to keep up. The exhaustion and cold were draining me quickly, and she hoped the caves were close as she didn't know how long she could run. A few another few minutes passed and then the hills gave way to a clearing with a cave punched into the side of a mountain. I entered the cave unable to hide my heaving sides and the soreness of my muscles as the shake from exhaustion. It had taken all night to get where they were now, it had just been dusk when she first entered the forest. So literally all night they worked out of the forest. The sky flashed in wickedly beautiful arcs of lightning and the thunder continued to shudder the earth. I watched the eerie dawn storm rage, and the warmth of my expression gave way to the lingered chill of chilled wet skin with no sun to dry by. The small twitch of muscles that were tried gave to full blown shivering. Just then a bolt of lightning struck a tree right next to the cave and the large oak splintered and the top fell blocking the cave entrance and sent us into darkness. I scream, and shout for Chem who was somewhere in the cave, I think, "CHEM!!!" My breath was too fast, I was too exhausted and even though I couldn't really see anything I knew my vision was blurring. My knees gave as I tumbled to the ground my voice muttered Chem's name again and then I was in darkness. It was too much the cold, the exhaustion, the fright I slipped into the dark nothingness as my body hit the dark damp cave floor.
vessel
nymphetamine x kimber
ooc: Wow, muse gush there. Love this. didn't mean to write a small novela here. Vessel would totally be the type to have Stockholm Syndrome. all she seems is him being so caring... she might not recognize the deception behind it. Also if you don't want to go the whole trapped in a cave thing, then Vessel could be trapped alone....but either way, Vessel is totally charmed by Chem.