⬩ Voyager ⬩
▻ none (x none) ◅
She was new, both to him and to this place, but already she was looking out for the places where roots might grow. The world was big, even in this little corner at the end of it. Of course her first thought is to find a place to call home. She needed to be able to flee to somewhere safe when adventure grew too great or too wearying. He has promised that she might find that here, implying it might be with him, and she has begun to look at him in the light he wishes - but there have been many that have hoped as much, even in her childhood friends. She withheld her affection because it was too soon, but she does not turn up her nose at his offers because she is not entirely opposed to seeing him as something greater than a simple landlord.
As it was, she still did not walk entirely too close, she did not taunt or torment. They slow when she can see a definitive depression in the grasses on the not-quite edge of another clearing, the side-sun allowing the grasses to grow into a place that was still at least adequately shaded and sheltered without needing to forego sunlight entirely. "You are allowed to stay here as long as you wish Cromer… I won't be forcing anything of you." It was a repeated reminder he seemed compelled to offer.
In fact, after she smiles at him and nods, he looks to the ground and repeats himself again. It draws her attention towards him, ears twisted in two different directions. "I believe you?" She offers, confused by the intensity that had grown in the repeated insistence of his not pushing her into something she did not want. "I would not have come if I felt in danger of you turning on me. I trust my gut, and it says that you are safe." She is young, but she is not dumb. She decides, for emphasis, to break away from where she stood and to settle herself into a place beside the much larger depression he had left behind. It would leave her lay so that his and her sides might rest on each other if he joined her to lay in the comfort of his home. "If you get tired, feel free to rest too."
It was as bold as she could be with even a trusted stranger.
OF THE LOST ISLAND WILDS
▻ mare - mutt - wild bay dun pangare splash sabino, gulastra plume - 14.3 hh ◅