07-30-2019, 11:39 PM
Delilah Evergarden
tanglewood | 23 m/o | femme | dark faerie
tanglewood | 23 m/o | femme | dark faerie
Me too, me too. She's gone through so damn much, poor baby.
She hadn't been one to witness the deaths of her enemies, nor to fight for the sake of defending against them- as a medic, it was her job to cure ailments and aid her clanmates. A mere pawn in a cruel game of reality, forcing her to go around and around in circles of what she believed was right, and what should be done. It was a harmful, vicious cycle. A wheel that she was bound to, even though now she was no longer tied to the duty of medic.
She had been clinging to the past for so long, the idea of just sitting here rotting in the dust just didn't appeal to her.
Trapped in her thoughts, Delilah didn't notice that Wormwood had arrived upon her home until he had spoken up, Delilah shaking her head to rid herself of the thoughts in her brain. They weren't kind ones- reliving the past, the pain. The look on Renegade's face as she died. The fear she felt when she had been captured. She was terrified of losing Renegade.
Forcing a gentle smile to her lips, the pastel feline laughed a little, leaping down from her place on her porch railing in favor of seating herself on the large swing that Ren had helped her repair so very long ago. They had repaired this house together- this was their home.
For someone who hadn't spoken about her feelings for the lynx, she was so damn head over paws for him- She adored him, loved him- Just as she confessed as she took her last breath many months ago.
"I'm quite alright- Just reminiscing about the past. It's a bit painful, however, I'll be alright." She mewed softly, lifting her paw up to her lips to lick at it gently, grooming herself behind her ears idly as she gave the larger lion a sad smile. "Would you like to sit with me? The company is welcome."
She wouldn't talk much- Delilah couldn't bother others with her issues. Especially since Wormwood had enough on his plate- taking care of his brother was a lot as it was. Delilah felt bad comparing herself to others- she didn't have it as bad as everyone else did.
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