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 Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 9:44 am
She happily lept down, and loped the few steps back to his side. Asherah was growling softly, pleased. Lions do not purr of course, but the growl was clearly not one of anger, sadness or pain. Here she was, walking 'through her old 'territory', all grown up and hell - she even had a guest.
"I loved this place, once." Ash led the way to an underhang, with vines that fell down to cover it further. "I even painted the walls inside. Mistweaver influence."
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 9:56 am
He followed, still not closely enough to 'invade' her space, curious as the contented, even happy, noise she made. He himself had probably done such things as a child. But now, he couldn't recall. It was strange to him.
The fondness in her voice as she spoke seemed to be a bit of a shock to Auron, but he smirked a bit. "I had a place I loved once." he explained, then shook his head a bit, sighing.
"Do you still think fondly of this place? Or have you grown away from it as I did my own place?" he inquired, as he surveyed the area she had led them too.
It was a good place, he decided. He definately approved of the area. It was out of the way, while still close enough to somewhere to allow one to be observant.
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 10:19 am
""I've grown away from it, I suppose. I no longer /need/ to be here. But still a little fond, hence my happiness at spending a night here, even briefly, on our way." Asherah nudged her way through the vines, entering the dark, dry space beyond. It had been massive as a cub.
As an adult, it had a low 'roof' room enough for teh two of them to curl up seperately - and only a little bit of space room besides. The walls, up to halfway - the highest her cub paws had been able to reach - had pawprints of darker and lighter mud. And figures, grey, white and black. Two lionnesses and their cubs roughly drawn.
Family.
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 10:45 am
He smirked a bit. She hadn't grown as far away from it as he had his own place of choice. Though, to be honest, he wouldn't have expected anybody to be so willing to part with such an important peice of their life. Unlike himself.
Auron had to duck his head a seemingly great amount (due to a difference in size), but took no mind to it, not having any 'problems', to say with the size of the area. It was, to say, not the biggest of all spaces, but it wasn't as if they were trying to fit four adult lions in there.
The painting on the walls gained his curiousity, bringing him to look them over. His expression seemed to harden a bit at the images of her family, bringing him back on thinking of the one he had once had.
I wonder what happened to them....
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 12:03 pm
"Cozier in here than I remembered. " Asherah laid herself down, looking over at the paintings briefly. Oh my loves...I hope you're all alive and well. Though our paths have split, and may not cross again for all I know, I wish you happiness. The usually cheerful lionness seemed to sober up, gazing at the picture.
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 1:31 pm
Auron sighed, nudging her side a bit, before laying down, allowing sufficient space between the pair, while still trying to get that more cheerful expression he'd liked to see more from her, to come back.
"We'll get you home, and you can see them then. I'm sure they're waiting for you." he said in a sort-of-promising tone, before laying his head upon his legs, closing the one eye he'd actually had open all day, then heaving a bit of a sigh.
"Let's sleep, then we'll cover some ground tomorrow, Asherah." the male said in a promising tone. It hurt him to see her with such a sad look on her face. Just like it had hurt him when she had made such faces..
"The sooner tomorrow comes, the sooner we get you to your destination."
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