a heaviness has fallen upon their party and despite ramiel’s efforts to lighten it, dahlia struggles to play her part. her eyes keep drifting back to raziel, sincerely troubled by his broodiness. while she tries to focus herself on the cheerful and talkative brother at her side she finds a deep sense of unease starting to prickle over her skin when she notices the tense way raziel regards the trees and the rest of their surroundings. he acted as if something would pop out to get them at any moment. was there truly something to be worried about? she had to assume that they would know better than she, considering she had only ever been to the prairie, the ridge, and now here… she is lost in these thoughts as a question is posed to her and it takes her a moment to snap out of these considerations and truly give it some thought… she lifts her head as they walk, admiring the sight of a majestic mountain range in the distance. where would she go? without hesitation she explains her first thought. i’d go straight to the prairie first. no more adventuring without daphne. but then? she’d have to convince daphne to accompany her, of course… but now that she had been out and about and could explain the satisfaction of seeing new places and meeting new faces gave her perhaps that wouldn’t be so hard. if raziel could be convinced to follow his brother around surely daphne wouldn’t mind? well i… i think i’d like to see the peak. the view from way up there? it must be wonderful… but then the desert has always sounded fascinating… i’m not sure. i just would like to see it all i suppose. and if there’s nothing to stop me then why shouldn’t I? what would you like to see most? as the trail progresses she sees a widening up ahead, soon they will pass into the common. her nostrils flare, testing the path for any hint of her mothers scent. nothing yet that she can discern but she still feels a hopeful flutter in her chest that perhaps things will all work out. she desperately wants her family to be reunited. |