01-03-2021, 07:53 AM
[div style="margin: auto; background-image: linear-gradient(to top left, #af6159 50%, #d69374 50%); max-width: 475px; height: auto; padding: 2%; border: 1px #1d1d1d solid;"][div style="margin: auto; background-color: #1d1d1d; max-width: 475px; color: #fefefe; padding: 5%; min-height: 20px; border: 2px #1d1d1d solid; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 17px;"]It seemed children were simply predestined to act in ways that, to an external observer, was rather idiotic.
She may deem herself no exception to such, a rule had it seemed to become as development occurs and the mind tries to grasp concepts beyond such meagre scope, always those limitations tested for further stretch. Compared to some, in particular two names arise in her mind, she was less prone to such, though, quite literally, poking a sleeping bear was among her more stupid endeavours to date. Following instinct, or it may be more aptly deemed the plan for youth for it was indeed a time of learning through experimentation, something she might not fault another, in this she felt correct to mark an outlier.
Few, and rather far between, her visits to the small island that edged the archipelago deemed haven, though it seemed the opposite, in particular the house upon those secluded shores. Preposterous the idea had been when made apparent, close they three and thus shared it though her protest had been rather vocal, their own voices drowning her out. Such as it always had been, the harebrained ideas one got into their head seemed implanted in the other, there rooted and put into effect no matter the consequences that may occur. Short had been the time two had resided, shaved down to one within a matter of days as preparation had been conducted. It was the departure, that loss of a brother, that had soured Eulia's opinion of the island.
Broken the hatred upon not the first, and not the second either, but somewhere in there as she visited and assured herself Natyli was well. Her last visit had been nothing more than the same, though the months long break prior had been her own fault and she wished to offer assurance of her own fine health, the discovery made was one she would rather have not occurred. Fool the child she found housed alongside Natyli, out cold in manner that spoke of rather dire circumstances. Eulia could not bring herself to care, however, even when introduced properly while the other was well and truly out, another of their family. After her visits had grown frequent but she never lingered, cared not to be present when he awoke, best this way.
Heavy the basket aloft held in jaws that had grown sore, aching with a heat that radiated out along mandibles and lodged in cheeks. Assortment was contained within, food and other supplies, alongside books and other mindless activities Natyli may occupy herself with. Short cut her journey, however, familiar the scent caught aloft on the breeze, forward ears swivelling as basket was dropped rather unceremoniously. Behind it left, approach unsure as she tread along the shore, at a loss for how she may address the other.
"Love…?" Lips curled as name fell from them, unfamiliar and rather odd to utter in such a way, an epithet rather than a declaration. "Is Nat with you, it really might not be the best idea to be on your own and…" Words trailed into silence as her mind caught up, prior days coalesced once into a blur she may ignore for a time when she felt assured she may handle it. It seemed it had happened now, the status of his mother one he must know, though it was not something Eulia felt comfortable in sharing. Closer did she step instead, addressing an issue she was better equipped to handle. "I should introduce myself, I guess. I'm Eulia, your cousin I believe, our family is rather confusing."
She may deem herself no exception to such, a rule had it seemed to become as development occurs and the mind tries to grasp concepts beyond such meagre scope, always those limitations tested for further stretch. Compared to some, in particular two names arise in her mind, she was less prone to such, though, quite literally, poking a sleeping bear was among her more stupid endeavours to date. Following instinct, or it may be more aptly deemed the plan for youth for it was indeed a time of learning through experimentation, something she might not fault another, in this she felt correct to mark an outlier.
Few, and rather far between, her visits to the small island that edged the archipelago deemed haven, though it seemed the opposite, in particular the house upon those secluded shores. Preposterous the idea had been when made apparent, close they three and thus shared it though her protest had been rather vocal, their own voices drowning her out. Such as it always had been, the harebrained ideas one got into their head seemed implanted in the other, there rooted and put into effect no matter the consequences that may occur. Short had been the time two had resided, shaved down to one within a matter of days as preparation had been conducted. It was the departure, that loss of a brother, that had soured Eulia's opinion of the island.
Broken the hatred upon not the first, and not the second either, but somewhere in there as she visited and assured herself Natyli was well. Her last visit had been nothing more than the same, though the months long break prior had been her own fault and she wished to offer assurance of her own fine health, the discovery made was one she would rather have not occurred. Fool the child she found housed alongside Natyli, out cold in manner that spoke of rather dire circumstances. Eulia could not bring herself to care, however, even when introduced properly while the other was well and truly out, another of their family. After her visits had grown frequent but she never lingered, cared not to be present when he awoke, best this way.
Heavy the basket aloft held in jaws that had grown sore, aching with a heat that radiated out along mandibles and lodged in cheeks. Assortment was contained within, food and other supplies, alongside books and other mindless activities Natyli may occupy herself with. Short cut her journey, however, familiar the scent caught aloft on the breeze, forward ears swivelling as basket was dropped rather unceremoniously. Behind it left, approach unsure as she tread along the shore, at a loss for how she may address the other.
"Love…?" Lips curled as name fell from them, unfamiliar and rather odd to utter in such a way, an epithet rather than a declaration. "Is Nat with you, it really might not be the best idea to be on your own and…" Words trailed into silence as her mind caught up, prior days coalesced once into a blur she may ignore for a time when she felt assured she may handle it. It seemed it had happened now, the status of his mother one he must know, though it was not something Eulia felt comfortable in sharing. Closer did she step instead, addressing an issue she was better equipped to handle. "I should introduce myself, I guess. I'm Eulia, your cousin I believe, our family is rather confusing."