08-02-2018, 10:34 PM
Ja'sunna has known nothing but traveling. Ever since she left her old home with her sisters, it was day after day of staying only for a bit, for a while, for a moment before packing up and leaving again. It's what she's gotten used to - detachment, disconnection, it's all for the sake of survival. Attaching herself to a place, to a person, will only stir up doubt and dejection at the prospect of having to move again... and so she's made no bonds with anyone other than her sisters. Beautiful places, for example, is something she likes turning a blind eye to. Beautiful locations often tempt her to ask why they have to leave, and it's a deadly thought to have. Staying is a threat. Staying can lead to death.
Admittedly, she isn't sure why they decided to settle in a group like Sunhaven. It's - it's completely different from who they are, as a triad and as individuals, but there's something about the gentleness of the clan that, admittedly, soothes her aching bones. No matter how much she tries to deny it, the soft gurgle of the waters and the warmness of the countless sunrises are doing something quite magical to her (she only allows herself to use that word, magical, just once - once, she says, but she holds onto it like a prayer anyway).
Perhaps she's traveled too much, perhaps her body knows that it's time to settle down. She's scared as much as she's excited. She feels heavy, she feels tired; every time she's on Sunhaven territory, she feels the need to lay down, close her eyes, and rest for the first time in a long time, for the first time in years. She tries to remind herself that she's a savage, a savage, a beast as fearsome as her sisters, as harsh, as deadly - but the more she says it to herself, the more the word loses its meaning. She thinks... she thinks maybe it's time. Maybe it's time to let it go.
Still, even a savage trying to be civil can still have the heart of a savage, and meeting an elk eye to eye is something she hasn't done before. Ja'sunna tries anyway, ignores the bitter rumble of her stomach as she wanders over to greet the stranger lingering on their land. She notices the others and flicks her ear at them all in greeting before returning her attention to Ilijas. She can't deny that there's still a part of her thirsting to sink her teeth into his flesh (her fangs tingle at the thought, outright ache at the need pulsing through her veins), but she grabs her instincts by the throat and holds it down. She can't bear to lose her new hom-base now.
"Ja'sunna Caralho. I welcome you to our humble home, and offer now that I swear on my blood I will not eat you." Perhaps her words don't satisfy her, because she follows it up with a soft huff. "I do not turn back on my promises."
Admittedly, she isn't sure why they decided to settle in a group like Sunhaven. It's - it's completely different from who they are, as a triad and as individuals, but there's something about the gentleness of the clan that, admittedly, soothes her aching bones. No matter how much she tries to deny it, the soft gurgle of the waters and the warmness of the countless sunrises are doing something quite magical to her (she only allows herself to use that word, magical, just once - once, she says, but she holds onto it like a prayer anyway).
Perhaps she's traveled too much, perhaps her body knows that it's time to settle down. She's scared as much as she's excited. She feels heavy, she feels tired; every time she's on Sunhaven territory, she feels the need to lay down, close her eyes, and rest for the first time in a long time, for the first time in years. She tries to remind herself that she's a savage, a savage, a beast as fearsome as her sisters, as harsh, as deadly - but the more she says it to herself, the more the word loses its meaning. She thinks... she thinks maybe it's time. Maybe it's time to let it go.
Still, even a savage trying to be civil can still have the heart of a savage, and meeting an elk eye to eye is something she hasn't done before. Ja'sunna tries anyway, ignores the bitter rumble of her stomach as she wanders over to greet the stranger lingering on their land. She notices the others and flicks her ear at them all in greeting before returning her attention to Ilijas. She can't deny that there's still a part of her thirsting to sink her teeth into his flesh (her fangs tingle at the thought, outright ache at the need pulsing through her veins), but she grabs her instincts by the throat and holds it down. She can't bear to lose her new hom-base now.
"Ja'sunna Caralho. I welcome you to our humble home, and offer now that I swear on my blood I will not eat you." Perhaps her words don't satisfy her, because she follows it up with a soft huff. "I do not turn back on my promises."
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