queen of hearts ;; delilah

[DELILAH.]

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DELILAH EVERGARDEN

— Take a moment to think of just

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tanglewood
- medic
19 months old

physically medium
emotionally easy
mentally easy

demiheterosexual heteroromantic
in love with renegadeanthems

completely blind
androphobic
skittish & sensitive

nature faerie
earth manipulation
telekinesis
x-ray vision

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Tendrils of vines wrapped around her legs as he spoke, anxiety growing further as an air of nervousness surrounded the pastel feline. Don't leave, don't leave. Please don't look away from me- I don't want you to look away. Please don't. His gaze was empty, his voice angry with frustration, but the girl never flinched. Shaky paws found their way to his neck, moving up to lift his head to gaze back at her. Pastel eyes searched the male's own for signs of hatred, hate towards her. If he hated her, she would leave- she couldn't stand the look of hatred in those she cared about's eyes. "I'll never amount to the way you speak about me. Once I die, whenever or however that may be, I'll return to the earth and rot, and all memory of me will cease to exist. Nobody remembers impurity." Her tone was gentle, but the look in those bright pink eyes were anything but. It was sad, broken, almost. It was tragic that one thought so lowly of herself, but it wasn't something she could just change in a day.

A careful lean forward caused the girl's forehead to press against her proclaimed Knight's own, the scent of cherry blossoms increasing in heavy amounts from her growing emotions. He would leave eventually, it was fated to happen, even Delilah knew such. Still, she wanted to be with him constantly, even when it wasn't physically. Slowly, steadily, the scent of flowers grew stronger, nearly overwhelming as the princess left her mark on her Knight, intending on unconsciously making a mental bond between the two. If successful, the memories of her past would rush to Ren's head, nothing being excluded (including her first lover- ah drama).

[If it failed, it would leave a harsh impact on her instead, a pain shooting through her head.]

Drawing back, Delilah let her lips quiver just for a moment, mouthing soft words, inaudible to straining ears.
I love you.
Her paws clenched to her chest, claws digging into her fur. She wasn't ready to confess- it wasn't time, but he should know everything about her. He had to know, it was now or never. Right? The feline seemed to stare at him for a moment, her tail flicking behind her. "If.. If you can't stay with me, I'll stay with you. I want.. To stick by your side, Ren." Delilah confessed, her voice breaking self-consciously. She wanted him to share with her, but a mental bond was formed by trust. He could merely choose to share his feelings, he never.. had to share his past, like she was.

FLEXIBILITY, LOVE, & TRUST —

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