05-11-2018, 05:43 PM
Merida
from the ashes, a fire shall be awoken
The wolf’s jaws widen, revealing terrible teeth as well as the sinister sparks that glow an eerie orange-yellow in the back of his throat, snapping and popping as it bounces between his teeth. Eyebrows dance upwards slightly as she suddenly remembers that he is more than the wild canine that looms before her; she had forgotten about his other abilities for the moment, and finds herself thankful that she will eternally (hopefully) remain on the good side of such a powerful beast. He teases her, but the jab is not in any bit taken personally as her blazing eyes remain on him as he circles her, her black-lined lips rippling in an expression of distaste. She says nothing about his snide comment, and though her sharp teeth are revealed, he is sure to see the mirth dancing in her eyes. She had never been a very good mother, though she is sure that she had tried her best. For a moment her mind conjures a memory of Kuma, the beautiful and sultry daughter that she has long since seen. They had last been together in Loess, and Merida has found no trace of her elsewhere.Then again, she may have not been trying very hard to find her.
The vision of her daughter dissipates as Crevan flops to the ground with a solid thud, while in the same instant Merida comes to rest on her haunches, her white breast stark against the dimly lit forest. She sits primly, soft fore-paws delicately placed before her as the thickness of her tail curls loosely around their brownish black color. She watches as he mindlessly uses his teeth to pick out the ice from between his paws, looking at him expectantly as her mouth forms a thin line - waiting for their eyes to meet.
Despite her many flaws, the fox-woman has never ending patience for him. She never attempts to pry things from him, because she knows he will always tell her. She only has to wait.
Maybe she could be a good mother, if she really tried.
His confession is followed with a rattling sigh and further questioning himself. He always has though, she thinks gently to herself, before gathering her slender body beneath her paws and moving to lay beside him on the damp earth, the chill of autumn now forgotten near the warmth of his fur. His voice continues - deep, solid, familiar - as she stretches her forelegs before her, tail idly swishing behind her. She does not lower her head as he does, but the bright red of her eyes never waver from the darkness of his eyes or the movement of his mouth.
“Careful, Crevan,” she murmurs to him with a half-hearted smirk, the coldness of her snout pressing gently into the bulk of his massive shoulder to inhale the familiar earthiness that resides in his layers of grey fur, sweet with slowly melting freshwater. “You make it sound as though I’ve already gone.” There is a smile that curls against him, though her voice has become softer, more affectionate. There is a stillness as a pause settles over them, before she feebly whispers: “I’m not gone.”
Something, someone? Where? Who? The idea is ridiculous to her - they are nearly inseparable (as inseparable you can be when it comes to their wolf and fox skins, but kin all the same). How does he not know the impact of her meeting him - in this very forest - years ago? That because of him she is who she is, no longer afraid but proud and confident, sure-footed and resilient? That even in his time in the blackness, she had been waiting solely for his return, simply because she had no purpose without him? She pulls away from him, a quiet whimper vibrating in her chest.
Because you’ve never told him.
The little fox swallows hard at the realization, now forcefully nosing her muzzle into his shoulder to make sure he is listening, huffing gently against his fur. “There is nothing else,” no one else, she says firmly into him, brows furrowing together as the clenching of her teeth hardens her voice, “only you.” She continues to keep her head hidden from him in the mass of his shoulder, the brightness of her eyes staring hard into each fiber of his fur, refusing to meet his gaze.
@[Crevan] OH MAN <3