07-04-2016, 03:02 PM
Butterflies are self propelled flowers.
She should be at home, really, but Vlinder cannot help it but to venture away from the Gates. Ever since the rise of their new king the kingdom has been slowly stirring. Both her parents had become more active already, setting out on diplomatic tasks Wyrm had given them. Yet there was nothing she could do. Sometimes she might come off brave, but she simply wasn’t. Her mind was both too scarred and too troubled to contribute something to the Gates. In an attempt to find some peace she had fled to the meadow, recalling a pleasant meeting she had had with a stranger not too long ago.
Yet she wasn’t the one to approach another, at least not alone, without the guidance and company of her mother. The looking eyes aren’t that pleasant either, she hated the feeling of being watched. That they knew nothing of her nor her defects didn’t matter, to Vlinder it felt like they knew anyway and that they humoured her because of it. Ellyse had done that. And with her many others. Those who didn’t humour her, pitied her, and to the winged girl that wasn’t any better. So she wanders off to find a more quiet place, to hide herself from all the criticizing eyes.
”It’s no use.. No matter how much I practise..” she murmurs to herself, head dipping towards the ground to pull out some grass. Not that she really felt like eating, it was more out of habit and to be actually doing something. ”But maybe if I try again? Maybe it'll be different this time?” Even though she knows she shouldn’t, she cannot help it but to secretly hope that this time would be different. It had been quite a while since she had last tried, already long given up after her niece’s birth, but she couldn’t stop the desire that flew through her veins once again.
And so it happens. Unsecure she folds out her white and blue wings, ruffling them a little. Like that she stands in the sun for a moment, allowing the sun to warm her and her whole span completely. Meanwhile she’s trying to gain some confidence. When Vlinder opens her eyes again she takes a deep breath, before moving her wings as she tried to lift herself off the ground. She feels how her wings catch the wind and she longs to move up, to soar the sky, and she starts to walk to use that movement to help her off the ground.
She manages to do so, but only a little. Every time she jumps the euphoric feeling gets to her and she can enjoy the feeling of the wind underneath her wings, but it’s always for a short time. No matter how many times Vlinder tries she is only able to flitter around a little, flying is out of the question. This time is no different. It is with a disappointed heart that she comes down to earth again, sides heaving heavily to catch her breath from just one single attempt to fly, unaware of the eyes that are now watching her.
Yet she wasn’t the one to approach another, at least not alone, without the guidance and company of her mother. The looking eyes aren’t that pleasant either, she hated the feeling of being watched. That they knew nothing of her nor her defects didn’t matter, to Vlinder it felt like they knew anyway and that they humoured her because of it. Ellyse had done that. And with her many others. Those who didn’t humour her, pitied her, and to the winged girl that wasn’t any better. So she wanders off to find a more quiet place, to hide herself from all the criticizing eyes.
”It’s no use.. No matter how much I practise..” she murmurs to herself, head dipping towards the ground to pull out some grass. Not that she really felt like eating, it was more out of habit and to be actually doing something. ”But maybe if I try again? Maybe it'll be different this time?” Even though she knows she shouldn’t, she cannot help it but to secretly hope that this time would be different. It had been quite a while since she had last tried, already long given up after her niece’s birth, but she couldn’t stop the desire that flew through her veins once again.
And so it happens. Unsecure she folds out her white and blue wings, ruffling them a little. Like that she stands in the sun for a moment, allowing the sun to warm her and her whole span completely. Meanwhile she’s trying to gain some confidence. When Vlinder opens her eyes again she takes a deep breath, before moving her wings as she tried to lift herself off the ground. She feels how her wings catch the wind and she longs to move up, to soar the sky, and she starts to walk to use that movement to help her off the ground.
She manages to do so, but only a little. Every time she jumps the euphoric feeling gets to her and she can enjoy the feeling of the wind underneath her wings, but it’s always for a short time. No matter how many times Vlinder tries she is only able to flitter around a little, flying is out of the question. This time is no different. It is with a disappointed heart that she comes down to earth again, sides heaving heavily to catch her breath from just one single attempt to fly, unaware of the eyes that are now watching her.
Vlinder
Zeik x Felinae