07-24-2018, 08:47 AM
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☼ - What an odd place Iota had made herself comfortable in. Even the inhabitants struck her as unusual as she passed them, shying away from direct eye contact with them in favor of staring at the two sets of front paws that marched diligently forward. Delphinium wasn't sure what she had been expecting from the outside world - but something quite so... old? Wasn't what she was expecting. Perhaps it was because she was accustomed to the crisp white walls and up to date atmosphere of the Sanctuary that an aging town like Tanglewood caught her attention. She wouldn't quite call it falling apart, but its age was very apparent. Had anybody got tetanus wandering the streets? A smile flickered across her lips at the thought, olive green gaze turning upward to watch Iota masterfully navigate the streets so unknown to Delphinium. How long had she been here? How long had she wandered without a home after escaping the Sanctuary, before she found Tanglewood?
Rounding corners to homes she was unfamiliar with, the duo came to a greenhouse in much worse condition than its surroundings. Decrepit and broken, Delphinium couldn't help but wonder exactly why they had come to see the greenhouse. As Iota entered the greenhouse there was a moment of hesitation from the ashen kitsune, nervous of stepping on glass. Yet her drive to stay close to her friend pushed her forward despite her hesitations, gaze once again locked downward but instead of trying to avoid the attention of others she was on the lookout for anything that could cut her. Despite the crumbling outside, however, the inside was rather immaculate in comparison. Instead of fragments of glass scattered across the floor there was only bear soil, some well trodden as walkways and some tilled for future planting. Delphinium's head drifted up, following the tall arches of potted larkspurs surrounding the entrance of the greenhouse. Her prejudice drained away immediately as the mythic stretched herself up onto her hind legs, wings spread to maintain balance to press her nose into one of the many flowers on the larkspur. Relatively scentless on its own, the act itself was more than satisfying for the girl, small smile broadening into a grin as she lowered herself back onto all fours and drew her wings back in before turning to Iota to listen to the cherry blossom feline speak.
So this was her home, then? It didn't take much stewing for Delphinium to craft a theory, gaze tracing the jagged edges of the partially shattered walls. Delphi hadn't been so keen on the place at first. But of course it would be Iota's home. In disrepair, overrun by nature, overflowing with life - everything the Sanctuary hadn't been. The heat of the sun magnified by the glass, potted plants and wildflowers alike taking hold in the fertile soils, nature's own creation that Iota was there to assist rather than create or destroy. "I love it," she breathed out. Delphinium remained in place as Iota wandered further into the greenhouse, basking in the sights of the overgrowth. Her friend returned to her shortly with a small book unfamiliar to Delphi, evergreen eyes briefly scanning over the bindings before quickly wandering away. It wasn't quite her place to inquire the meanings of the book.
The conversation quickly moved forward as Iota spoke once more, directing the kitsune further into the greenhouse on a small tour. A small bundle of cloth marked her friend's bed, a curious sight in itself. It was better than the ground alone, but she figured that Iota would have given herself the best of the best, what she deserved, instead of remaining modest. Delphinium could always rectify that for her, she supposed. Rounded ears flicked back as Iota drew her from her thoughts once more as she spoke, this time presenting a roundabout question that immediately caused a smile to spread across her features. Without the offer, Delphinium wasn't sure what she would have done: she didn't know her way around well enough to find shelter of her own, and even if she did, sleeping alone hardly seemed appealing right now. "I've had enough isolation for a while," the eight-tailed mythic commented lightly, choosing to not comment on that further as her gaze slid away from Iota. "You have too, 00- ah, Iota." Delphinium responded to her own words by shifting uncomfortably, having pushed herself into a corner she didn't want to be in. This was supposed to be a happy moment. Flicking her gaze back, Delphi flashed another smile, this one much more confident than any of her prior ones. Iota granted her a strength she had not found in herself in many months. "We can share a bed until I get my own, I promise my feathers are soft." Although it hadn't been phrased as a question, Delphinium felt anxiety take hold in her stomach once more. What if Iota still wanted her space?
Instead of letting herself fret further the kitsune bounded forward into the greenhouse, brushing against the leaves of flowers as she did so. "I haven't ever tried to grow anything on my own, I always stuck to those old books." The kitsune confessed, turning her head back to Iota and tilting it to the right with a grin. "Anything I can help with?"
Rounding corners to homes she was unfamiliar with, the duo came to a greenhouse in much worse condition than its surroundings. Decrepit and broken, Delphinium couldn't help but wonder exactly why they had come to see the greenhouse. As Iota entered the greenhouse there was a moment of hesitation from the ashen kitsune, nervous of stepping on glass. Yet her drive to stay close to her friend pushed her forward despite her hesitations, gaze once again locked downward but instead of trying to avoid the attention of others she was on the lookout for anything that could cut her. Despite the crumbling outside, however, the inside was rather immaculate in comparison. Instead of fragments of glass scattered across the floor there was only bear soil, some well trodden as walkways and some tilled for future planting. Delphinium's head drifted up, following the tall arches of potted larkspurs surrounding the entrance of the greenhouse. Her prejudice drained away immediately as the mythic stretched herself up onto her hind legs, wings spread to maintain balance to press her nose into one of the many flowers on the larkspur. Relatively scentless on its own, the act itself was more than satisfying for the girl, small smile broadening into a grin as she lowered herself back onto all fours and drew her wings back in before turning to Iota to listen to the cherry blossom feline speak.
So this was her home, then? It didn't take much stewing for Delphinium to craft a theory, gaze tracing the jagged edges of the partially shattered walls. Delphi hadn't been so keen on the place at first. But of course it would be Iota's home. In disrepair, overrun by nature, overflowing with life - everything the Sanctuary hadn't been. The heat of the sun magnified by the glass, potted plants and wildflowers alike taking hold in the fertile soils, nature's own creation that Iota was there to assist rather than create or destroy. "I love it," she breathed out. Delphinium remained in place as Iota wandered further into the greenhouse, basking in the sights of the overgrowth. Her friend returned to her shortly with a small book unfamiliar to Delphi, evergreen eyes briefly scanning over the bindings before quickly wandering away. It wasn't quite her place to inquire the meanings of the book.
The conversation quickly moved forward as Iota spoke once more, directing the kitsune further into the greenhouse on a small tour. A small bundle of cloth marked her friend's bed, a curious sight in itself. It was better than the ground alone, but she figured that Iota would have given herself the best of the best, what she deserved, instead of remaining modest. Delphinium could always rectify that for her, she supposed. Rounded ears flicked back as Iota drew her from her thoughts once more as she spoke, this time presenting a roundabout question that immediately caused a smile to spread across her features. Without the offer, Delphinium wasn't sure what she would have done: she didn't know her way around well enough to find shelter of her own, and even if she did, sleeping alone hardly seemed appealing right now. "I've had enough isolation for a while," the eight-tailed mythic commented lightly, choosing to not comment on that further as her gaze slid away from Iota. "You have too, 00- ah, Iota." Delphinium responded to her own words by shifting uncomfortably, having pushed herself into a corner she didn't want to be in. This was supposed to be a happy moment. Flicking her gaze back, Delphi flashed another smile, this one much more confident than any of her prior ones. Iota granted her a strength she had not found in herself in many months. "We can share a bed until I get my own, I promise my feathers are soft." Although it hadn't been phrased as a question, Delphinium felt anxiety take hold in her stomach once more. What if Iota still wanted her space?
Instead of letting herself fret further the kitsune bounded forward into the greenhouse, brushing against the leaves of flowers as she did so. "I haven't ever tried to grow anything on my own, I always stuck to those old books." The kitsune confessed, turning her head back to Iota and tilting it to the right with a grin. "Anything I can help with?"
pick out her heart with a kitchen fork
where, oh where will we go next, haunted pillow beneath my head?:
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