Remembering (open)

by **Faelyn** on September 17th, 2012, 6:28 am

Faelyn's eyes traveled to the cloak. Father. A smile crossed the young woman's face as a few memories popped into her mind.

"Put your left foot here, and your right foot here, Fae."
The voice was that of an older man's, her Father's. He was attempting to teach her how to use a bow and arrow.
"Wike dis?" Her twin sister had seemingly already mastered the stance. Faelyn was still having trouble.

Faelyn blinked away the memory, it was photographic in her mind. "A sabretooth? It must have been a very big task to try and catch it." She said with a smile, her cheeks rosy still.

by **Inessa** on September 17th, 2012, 1:00 pm

Inessa nodded swiftly. "Mhm. He's a good shot with a bow from what I've seen. Though I've... never actually gone hunting with him." Her shoulders rose and fell in a quiet shrug. "I've not a clue how to even fire one. My siblings were a lot older than me when my father trained them, so I was sort of left out. By the time I was old enough, he said it wasn't for me."

She chuckled quietly, shrugging yet again. "Not that I mind. It sounds a bit too dangerous for my taste, being stuck out in the cold like that." She nodded slowly to her own words as she walked alongside Faelyn. A woman in a hurry rushed by the two, forcing Inessa to turn slightly in her step so that she wouldn't collide with the running older woman. Inessa frowned, looking over her shoulder as the woman turned a corner.

"... I hope nothing's wrong," she muttered in thought, turning her head to face forward once again.

by **Faelyn** on September 18th, 2012, 12:53 am

Kind eyes trained upon the other Vantha. She listened and nodded, to show she was listening. "I was never very good at the bow either."

"Owch!" The sound of little Fae's cries echoed through the woods. The bow's string had snapped back, breaking and slapping her across the face, leaving a thin cut on her right cheek. She had plopped herself down on the ground in a pout.
"Come now, Fae. That's no way to deal with a problem, now is it?" Father's words were kind as usual.
"But I can't do it, papa!" Faelyn wailed pathetically, salty tears welling up in her now turquoise eyes. That was the color they became when she was distressed. A bright turquoise. Father knelt down and wiped the tear from her eyes.
"Come now. Let's see that smile." He pulled one of his silly faces. She couldn't help but to laugh.

The memory made her smile, and her free hand trailed back up to the locket around her neck once more, holding it tightly. Her eyes followed the old woman for a moment. Should they follow? They couldn't. They had a horse with them. It would only get in the way. She looked up at Inessa once more. "I'm sure... I'm sure she'll be alright." Her words were warm and reassuring. "We'd best hurry some, I think I see the dining hall up ahead." She motioned with her chin, where a building buzzing with activity could be seen.

by **Inessa** on September 18th, 2012, 2:33 am

As the pair stepped down the streets, Inessa spared a glance towards the horse. She shivered in her cloak, pulling it closer to herself as the storm only seemed to pick up in intensity. Her teeth began to chatter, sounding like dim drums drowned out by the whistling wind. "Y-You seem to know how to handle a horse. Th-That's not half bad!" She forced some enthusiasm into her voice, smiling as wide as she possibly could. Her eyes turned bright green as she looked upwards once more.

by **Faelyn** on September 18th, 2012, 3:11 am

Faelyn nodded. "I may not be a great huntress. But I know a thing or two about animals." She smiled, but it seemed to fade a bit as the other Vantha's eye color shifted. "Don't worry. We're here... all we need to do now is find someone to help us." She looked at the horse, and then to her new acquaintance. She knew she'd have to be brave again, like she had been with the rabbit a few weeks ago. No three of them would survive if the storm rolled through.

She looked around and started asking a few people where they could go. A kind older man offered up his stable. She turned her eyes to where he pointed. It was shoddy; but it was certainly better than nothing. She motioned with her hand to Inessa. "Let's go. It'll be warm in there, and we can rest until the storm passes. I don't think..." She looked up at the sky, her own eyes now shifting in color. "I don't think we should try to go anywhere else. It's about to get really cold." She led the way to the stable, and tethered the horse to a post within. It sniffed at some of the hay, giving a tentative nibble.

by **Inessa** on September 18th, 2012, 4:31 am

Inessa nodded, following the girl into the stable. She had breathed a sigh of relief when they got the stall. Once inside, she sat down on the ground, rubbing her arms inside her cloak to provide warmth. "I'll try to make my way to the dining hall in a bit. I've no great desire to dine on hay for the night." She looked up to the other woman, chuckling quietly under her breath. "Unless your sister taught you some grand secret to dining on such as well."

She smirked slightly at this, pulling her sabretooth cloak tight against her own body, bundling up inside.

by **Faelyn** on September 18th, 2012, 5:05 am

Faelyn shook her head no, but a peal of laughter escaped her lips. "As wonderful as she was, no, she never taught us that. I do have some food with me though." She looked up at the horse, and stepped closer to it, taking in its body warmth. This had been a better idea than anything she could have come up with earlier, she had been to frazzled by being approached by two strangers.
"I'd follow you into the hall... but... the horse..." She ran a hand down its soft nose.

by **Inessa** on September 18th, 2012, 5:25 am

Inessa shivered on the ground, just trying to curl herself up in a ball. "Y-Yeah. ... I-I'm sure the horse will be f-fine, though. ... J-Just make sure you come inside wh-where it's warm, okay?" Her chattered teeth interrupt her speech, the sealing of her lips halting that though. The sound's gone by the time she opens her mouth to speak again.

"I-Inessa Snowsong, b-by the way. I'm a b-bard of... sorts."

by **Faelyn** on September 18th, 2012, 5:33 am

Faelyn nodded, and took Inessa's hand. It was time to go inside. They'd freeze out here. She looked to the horse. "Stay put. Just until the storm blows over." She led the way into the dining hall and then forced the door behind them.
"I'm not sure what I am. I think I told you my name earlier... it's Faelyn." She smiled.

by **Inessa** on September 18th, 2012, 5:41 am

Inessa winced slightly, clutching Faelyn's hand tightly as she rose. "R-really? Then... I must have told you mine already. Did I?" She heaves a sigh, shaking her head briskly. "... Sorry. I can barely think in this storm." She kept close to the other woman until they got to the hall, finally giving the other girl some space once they were there. "... Forgive me for being a burden."