02-19-2021, 02:29 AM
Love. In heaven, Aurum bad never thought much of it, his mind far too plagued by the despair of the world that he was subjected to with every passing day – or whatever the equivalent was, in a place without time. However, as he had slowly rebelled and pulled free of a creator who had claimed to care about him, the archangel had slowly come to realize that there was good in this world. It was what had initially enchanted him towards it, making him want to break from heaven and rebel. Ultimately he had gotten his wish, but the love of the Earth was not what the male had initially received upon arriving. Instead, he had been the son of parents that were either abusive and far too distant, and a brother he was forced to treat more like a chore, rather than a sibling. It was a while before he was truly able to experience the love that had truly enchanted him down to the surface in the first place. The name and face of his first boyfriend were now nothing more than dust within his memories, but he could still remember the feelings that had come with that relationship. Such happiness. Such freedom. Such pain.
Things after that hadn't been much easier, as a rotating list of names passed through his mind, all meaning different things to him. Draekon, Red, Crowley, hell, even Raymond... all love interests or mere crushes that left an impact on his life, for better or worse. Some said that he fell in love too easily, and he could certainly see that, but it wasn't as if he regretted it. Love of all kinds was what drove him forward, whether romantic, platonic, or familial. He'd never toss aside those old feelings of love, much as some of the related incidents may have stung like a bitch. Thankfully, it seemed as though he had finally landed with the right one, or at least, he liked to think he had. Siborno was so kind, and strong, and gentle... they cared for each other deeply, and the angel couldn't have been more happy to be carrying the other's cubs – even with all the trouble. He'd never deny that it had been a rough journey to get to the end of, but it had also been a satisfying one – although he truly did hope this was the one. The end.
He could sort of sympathize with Arrow in that way, knowing full well that both he and the vassal had never exactly been lucky in love. However, his fortune had managed to change, and he certainly hoped that Arrow's would as well. He had already started to suspect something when he saw how close she and Elsweyr were getting, but... well, to say he had been expecting this would be a complete lie. He supposed it could definitely be a romantic gift, considering Arrow's situation. After all, the feline had expressed her want for a physical body once again, and Els had evidently managed to give her that. However, he couldn't deny that it did seem a bit weird. He had to wonder where the shadow regent had gotten the body from. The cemetery, maybe? Ultimately, he decided that it was probably better not to ask, since it would only end up bringing him grief in the end. All that he cared about was that Arrow seemed happy, even if she was quite clumsy in her newly corporeal form. That was hardly a surprise, though, considering how long she had presumably been without one. He was sure that it wouldn't be long until she was stumbling into the tavern with a grin on her face.
Approaching mostly out of curiosity – and also because Arrow had been screaming like a madman – Aurum looked the other over slowly, taking in the new cheetah form. It suited her, in an odd way, even if he wasn't sure he'd ever get used to not seeing her as a smaller feline. He rumbled softly after taking the situation in, a soft chuckle leaving him before he spoke, "Looking good, Arrow. It's nice to finally see you back on the ground and solid again, even if you are a bit out of practice. Soon as you're able to walk properly, I'll take you for that celebratory gift." He offered her a short smile, before hearing what she had to say to Elsweyr. A question? Oh. Oh. Perhaps it would be best to leave them alone, if Arrow was trying to ask the question he thought she was asking. Clearing his throat a but awkwardly, the luminary gently brushed his tail against Torren's side as he turned, lowering his voice, "Come on... I think that perhaps we should give them a moment." He hoped that the other wouldn't ask too many questions. After all, Torren was old enough now to know about romance and all that, right?
Things after that hadn't been much easier, as a rotating list of names passed through his mind, all meaning different things to him. Draekon, Red, Crowley, hell, even Raymond... all love interests or mere crushes that left an impact on his life, for better or worse. Some said that he fell in love too easily, and he could certainly see that, but it wasn't as if he regretted it. Love of all kinds was what drove him forward, whether romantic, platonic, or familial. He'd never toss aside those old feelings of love, much as some of the related incidents may have stung like a bitch. Thankfully, it seemed as though he had finally landed with the right one, or at least, he liked to think he had. Siborno was so kind, and strong, and gentle... they cared for each other deeply, and the angel couldn't have been more happy to be carrying the other's cubs – even with all the trouble. He'd never deny that it had been a rough journey to get to the end of, but it had also been a satisfying one – although he truly did hope this was the one. The end.
He could sort of sympathize with Arrow in that way, knowing full well that both he and the vassal had never exactly been lucky in love. However, his fortune had managed to change, and he certainly hoped that Arrow's would as well. He had already started to suspect something when he saw how close she and Elsweyr were getting, but... well, to say he had been expecting this would be a complete lie. He supposed it could definitely be a romantic gift, considering Arrow's situation. After all, the feline had expressed her want for a physical body once again, and Els had evidently managed to give her that. However, he couldn't deny that it did seem a bit weird. He had to wonder where the shadow regent had gotten the body from. The cemetery, maybe? Ultimately, he decided that it was probably better not to ask, since it would only end up bringing him grief in the end. All that he cared about was that Arrow seemed happy, even if she was quite clumsy in her newly corporeal form. That was hardly a surprise, though, considering how long she had presumably been without one. He was sure that it wouldn't be long until she was stumbling into the tavern with a grin on her face.
Approaching mostly out of curiosity – and also because Arrow had been screaming like a madman – Aurum looked the other over slowly, taking in the new cheetah form. It suited her, in an odd way, even if he wasn't sure he'd ever get used to not seeing her as a smaller feline. He rumbled softly after taking the situation in, a soft chuckle leaving him before he spoke, "Looking good, Arrow. It's nice to finally see you back on the ground and solid again, even if you are a bit out of practice. Soon as you're able to walk properly, I'll take you for that celebratory gift." He offered her a short smile, before hearing what she had to say to Elsweyr. A question? Oh. Oh. Perhaps it would be best to leave them alone, if Arrow was trying to ask the question he thought she was asking. Clearing his throat a but awkwardly, the luminary gently brushed his tail against Torren's side as he turned, lowering his voice, "Come on... I think that perhaps we should give them a moment." He hoped that the other wouldn't ask too many questions. After all, Torren was old enough now to know about romance and all that, right?
— Reggan