you're beautiful but you're broken / ooc task, open

[Nayru]

[glow=GLOWCOLOR,2,300]▶ NAYRU (SILENTPRINCESS) - tags - TANGLEWOOD - SHE/HER- FELINE ◀[/glow]

"Nayru, on religious events, you shall be known only as Silentprincess. We mustn't confuse you with our great Goddess, Nayru," her father explained to her in a low tone, extending a singular multi-hued paw to hesitantly tap her upon  the head. She recoiled from his touch, a frown expanding on pale lips as she pondered what that meant for her and why, of all things, he had chosen that name. Besides being given as a nickname to the blue heart lilies that made the small forest of Akala their home, it was symbolic enough of her hopeless position as not only a princess, but one who had successfully let down everyone around her. The very idea of being labelled that even for one day revolted her. But she was too weary to fight her father and so, reluctantly, she nodded her head. [color=black]"I understand."

The day was bright and warm and Nayru, driven by boredom, had abandoned the town and headed upland to visit the forest. She felt most at home within it, reminded of a time not so long ago when she had been home and things had been, well, bad. She was so engrossed in a million thoughts that her paws nearly trampled the fragile thing but, in the last moment, she felt the sudden need to glance down and halted so abruptly in her path that she nearly fell over.

Before her, rested a newly blossomed blue heart lily, thriving somehow within this place. Immediately she was met with both welcome and unwelcome memories, a strange feeling settling upon her chest. As a child, she had been particularly fascinated with the flower, pouring herself into studying it's every detail until her father deemed it a waste of time. She had had no idea that her research could resume with the existence of this blossom and, suddenly excited, she released an enthused squeal.

[color=black]"This flower can't seem to grow in conditions other than the wild and it's so incredibly rare but here it is. Here it is! I'd pick it and press it if only I could find another," She exclaimed aloud, expressing more emotion in that very moment than she had her entire time in Tanglewood. She couldn't help herself- it was moments like these that her love of learning and nature was awakened and she felt that repressed child within her struggle to the surface. [color=black]"I need to try to grow one of these myself- I absolutely have to!"