The Lost Islands
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Meadow

Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

as falls the plague on men

Dahlia

his intensity is so unnerving. dahlia is still as a doe, trapped strangely between the feeling of wishing to flee and being immovably transfixed by the sight of him. his harsh utterance causes her ears to flicker back in a mixture of dismay and confusion. the small golden mare wishes she could take the sentence back, tiptoe back to the solid ground she had seemed to stand on just a moment ago but it is too late for that.

her lips part as she searches for a safe answer… one that wouldn’t put her further out on the ledge she shouldn’t have dared to step on, but as he lets a puff of irritation pass her lips and shifts his energy around dahlia finds herself quiet. her own wave of frustration was building, though it only manifested in her desire to flee the situation altogether.. why couldn’t she say the right things to him? what was it about her that made him so… angry?

confusion ripples over her as he finally offers an explanation for his terseness and her head tips in consideration as her soft brown eyes study him. he hides his insecurity the same way she does, tipping his pale face away. her ears swivel back to catch the last of his words though she almost winces. there is a quiet challenge in them, one that she isn’t sure she is brave enough to meet. to admit her interest in him, as outlandish as it was, would be too unbearable… but to say nothing, to let him believe that he wasn’t worth remembering? that thought seemed almost as unbearable.

dahlia can’t find it in herself to relax the coiled muscles of her body, to breathe without letting each breath hitch on his every glance and word…. she is stillness, quietness, until his blue eyes meet hers again. the softness of her voice reaches out to him with a fragile earnestness that she fears he will crush but it is hardened with the truth. ”i… i can’t help it raziel. i want to remember you.” she is almost angry she has been forced out onto this limb, baited by the blue of his eyes, but instead she only feels horrifically exposed by the admission, especially when it was so clear the annoyed affect her presence had on him.

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