Posted on August 23, 2016 at 06:38:00 PM by Macabre
 learning from what sad cause he pours his tears? Love hears his ladies crying their distress, showing forth bitter sorrow through their eyes because villainous Death has worked its cruel destructive art upon a gentle heart, and laid waste all that earth can find to praise in a gracious lady, save her chastity." The initial fear begins to melt away the longer they climb and the more curvy turns they take up the well-worn path. She allows her dark stare to admire the tree tops as their bodies become level with them. From one point, the forest looked a lot like the sea: sharp and choppy, and green as far as her eyes could see. It was a unique and new perspective for her, though it reminded her of the brief time she'd spent in the Forest with Dexter and Quinn. How that felt like a lifetime ago now. Eventually the trail lets up to a wider space and Macabre feels comfortable striding up closer to Vodnik. She moves to mimic his own steps and does her best to follow closely but effortlessly, making careful note to never take a step that would interfere with his own or the path he lead. Nervously she watched him from her position of slightly behind as he very visibly weighed her request. For a moment she couldn't hear anything but her heat beating in her chest. But she studied him intensely, watching his face and his ears and even his legs as he processed what she had said and considered it greatly, committing these very visible responses to memory. Copper-colored lobes flick forward upon hearing his level-headed and fair response at first. It was unexpected. Macabre even managed to smile, albeit briefly, before he continued on about her new rank. His last sentence hung over her like a dark cloud, suffocating her initially, and rendering her unable to quickly comprehend the seriousness of what just unfolded. She wanted to ask him to clarify what these 'consequences' would be, but she chose not to question him. It seemed out of place for him to hand over such a title so willy-nilly. Macabre tried to force herself to focus specifically on that part of what he said. And that he wanted to trust her too. "This is unexpected." She said, tearing her gaze from him now to look out over his terrain from their elevated point. She could see the boulders that littered the beach in the distance, and the far-reaching ocean that seemed to extend forever, out across the hazy horizon. She thought about the rest of his herd, who they were and what they were like. It would be jarring, to say the least, for them to meet the newest member of the herd and learn that she was, in fact, their lead mare now. But deep down, this is what Macabre always wanted. Even if she couldn't put it into words with Aillil or formulate the right position with Midas, it was the status she knew she was a capable of holding. Despite the inner demons that poked at her deeply rooted insecurities. She has so many questions. Macabre has only the slightest idea of what kind of leader Vodnik is, but knows nothing about his interests or goals for the Ridge. She knows nothing about those who dwell here with them. But she accepts this for what it is, and the work that is laid out in front of her. In an effort to not belabor the point, Macabre takes in the detail of her new home for one more moment before looking back to Vodnik with a small smile across her face. "They were right." She says at first. "This is an incredible view." I saw him weeping there in human form, observing the stilled image of her grace; and more than once he raised his eyes toward Heaven, where that sweet soul already had its home, which once, on earth, had worn enchanting flesh." |
OOC: Up to you if you want to continue this thread (I'm in love with them so I'm game) or maybe start something new/fresh? I'm really enjoying them getting to know one another. :3
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