Flashback Relaxation and conversation (Allora Poweress)

[Ezra Luxford]

"I'm not used to human contact." Ezra stated after thinking over the question, his eyes still closed. He was usually alone, so he really wasn't used to the skin to skin contact. He didn't really know how to act around others, so he always kept quite and to himself.

He sighed and sat up, leaning against the trees rough trunk. It was getting cooler as the sun slowly made its way over the land and toward the horizon. Soon it would be time for the moon to take its place.
Ezra closed his eyes once more letting the nature flood his senses. The birdsong that would soon end as the day does, the crickets filling in their spot. The wind blowing softly against his skin. the sweet smell of green crass and tree sap. It was wonderful.

He looked over at Allora to find her with her eyes closed. Asleep or just enjoying nature as he just was he wasn't sure.

Her alabaster skin glowed in the evening light, the sun casting the leaves shadow over her face. She looked quite peaceful. Much less nervous and questioning.

He turned back to the sloping hills of grass, watching a rabbit make its way back into its burrow.
Must be nice to live out here in the Wildlands he thought dreamily before drifting off into a light sleep.

[Allora Poweress]

Allora suprisingly felt bad for Ezra because he wasint used to human contact, but neither was she. Two of the same. When he finally answered her question she opened her eyes hald way to see him leaning against the tree. "Same, I try to apper normal. I sucks." Allora whispers, out of hopes Ezra didnt here her and trying not to disturb the sounds of the woods. It was starting to get slightly cold. Allora gave a tiny shiver, she oved the cold, she would normaly be out here until it became unbearalble. She was wondering how long he would stay out here with her until he left. "Whats your favorite memory?" Allora asked, she was never worried about being invasive since she didnt care. Right as she asked the wind picked up giving her a deeper chill, the sun was going down and it was getting cold fast. How long was he going to stay out here until it got to cold for him she wondered.

[Ezra Luxford]

"What's your favorite memory?" Ezra heard Allora ask. He paused opening his eyes and furrowing his brow. His favorite memory...
He turned his head to look out at the grassy slopes a far away look in his icy eyes.
"Cloud watching with my sister." He said softly the memory fogging his mind with longing of the past.

He shook his head willing the memories away before turning to face Allora. He refused to let the past get to him after so long of keeping it locked in the back of his mind, guarded by the strongest of defenses. "What about you?" He asked leaning further into the protection of his cloak to keep from the cold.

[Allora Poweress]

Ezras memory of him and his sister sounded wonderful. "That sounds beautiful." Allora said with envy. Her mom died giving birth and her dad resented her, so she never really had a family. Then Ezra asked what her favorite memory was. Allora poundered that for a moment, she had to say that she didnt have one nobodys ever been close enough to have a worthy memory. Not moving Allora "I dont have one, never had any family of friends. Well i guess it would have to be coming out here and watching the sunset during the fall."

"Whats having a family feel like?" She asked with such feeling that she eyes got watery. Allora was hoping Ezra wasint looking at her to see that she se was tearing up. Allora had always dreamed what a family would feel like to her, they would have a small house on the egde of the woods her mom would read her storys while her dad was tucking her in. She sucked in her breath to distract herself from her watery eyes. He didnt seem to be answering, she was wondering if he fell asleep.

[Ezra Luxford]

Ezra paused, memory after memory of his parents and sister coming back to him at full force, with no sign of remorse. He had always pushed their existence to the back of his mind, never wanting to remember the pain of losing them. His mind traveled to the day when he was hidden in the caravan, having to watch his mother and father be brutally murdered and having to hear his sisters screams as they dragged her away into a life of slavery. The worse part was that he knew deep down that his sister was still alive but couldn't do anything about it... He was to scared to ever leave his country again, for fear the same would happen to him.
He was a coward. No matter how many facades he kept, how large the walls and barriers around his heart that he held close. He knew deep down, he didn't deserve to have his sister or family back.
but the memories of the good times were sweeping him away on happiness and laughter. He had not been truly happy in so long.
Times when him mother had patched up his injuries, when his father would chuckle at him while looking over his book at the dinner table. His sisters laughter and smiles she would give him whenever she had caught him off guard. His family.
He looked at Allora not really knowing how to describe the immense amount of emotions raging within him.
He took a deep breath trying to find the words in his head to explain everything at once.
"Family... feels like the sun. It can be warm and welcoming after a bout of cold, but it can also burn you, leaving scars that will be there with you forever." Ezra knew it wasn't the greatest explanation, but it was the best he could do with so little words. He looked Allora in the eyes noticing the tears, hoping he wasn't mirroring the same image.
"I don't really like talking about it much."

[Allora Poweress]

Allora was intently listening to Ezras definition of a family. She hated crying in front of people, but at this point she didnt care. Allora was thinking back to her childhood all the hits and shouts of her father, all the jabs of him saying it was her fault that her mother was dead all the years she couldnt do anything but cry herself to sleep and hope the next day would be better than the last and knowing that hope was a silly little lie to herslef to try and ease the pain. The months of planning her runaway, and then having to thrive off of thievery never knowing when her next meal would come. And the sad realization that her father wouldnt even care to come looking for her. Allora opened peeked over at Ezra to see what her was doing "sorry i asked." Allora said with much sincerity, she obviously knew what it felt to grow up with no family.

Allora wiped away her tear going back to listening to the wind in the trees. "I have to leave some its starting to get a little to cold." She told Ezra with here eyes closed, she didnt even want to look at him due to the fact that she had never asked someone such an intimant question.

[Ezra Luxford]

Ezra didn't respond when Allora had apologized. He didn't know whether he was okay with the question or mad that she had brought it up. He decided to just leave it and he turned toward her. She had said something about having to go home soon due to the cold and he paused for a second feeling the temperature with his whole body. He wasn't all that cold but then he remembered Allora's warmblooded. Her Kelvic blood wouldn't be able to sub stand low temperature.
"Where do you live? or plan to go?" He asked his curiosity sparking. She didn't seem like someone who would want to stay in one place at all times and it made him wonder where she sleeps at night. Not in a creepy way of course, Ezra was anything but a pervert. Hell, he was the most talkative person in the world before he was a pervert.

[Allora Poweress]

Allora lazely looked over at Ezra, he really just asked where she lived. That was a little strange. "Umm, I live on the edge of Syliras. Why do you ask?" Allora immediatly wondered why he asked a strange question like that. Allora was tempted to get up and leave, not because of the question but simply because it was getting increasingly cold. The wind blew rustling the leaves and making Allora shiver deeply. "I would love to leave Syliras but I dont really have anywere else to go or money to do so, so I'm pretty much stuck here in te time being." Allora would very much love to have the opportunity to leave Syliras but she was dreadfuly stuck here. "If you could go anywere, were would you go?" Allora asked wondering if she should get up to show that she was leaving but decided that she wanted to know more about Ezra. Allora then leaned back watching him to maked sure that she didnt fall asleep.

[Ezra Luxford]

Ezra noticed her shiver when the wind blew and he lifted an eyebrow. He must be pretty damn interesting for her to stay in the cold. He thought about her question, for a moment thinking of all the places he had heard of. He sat there for a while a peaceful expression on his face before answering.
"Probably Kalinor, only because that is where my father was from." He said as he made his decision.
He looked at Allora and realized how cold she really looked before standing up. "I live in the same area, and you look freezing, lets head on back to town neh?"
He asked tugging his cloak off and holding it out for the shivering girl. "You're much more sensitive to the cold than I am, put this on."

[Allora Poweress]

Allora got up dusting off her legs, she was slightly intemidated by his answer to her question. Allora noticed that Ezra was holding out his cloak off, Allora tentatively took it from his hand and slightly ashamed that she took it. Allora didnt like to be dependent on others. Allora liked talking to Ezra even though they were still strangers to each other he was the closest person that Allora had ever had to her. They started walking back, Allora began humming the rhythm to what she would catch her dad singing when she wasnt around, and when she asked her dad about it he would agnerly say its what her mom would sing and then he would hit her and stomp off. The humming always sounded beautiful so she always loved humming it, and she loved imagining what her mom was doing when she was singing the song. It alway mad her happy and sad when she thought of it because from the stories her dad told her she was the most wonderful, beautiful women and then she would love imagining what her life and family would have been like if she hadint passed away.