"You didn't do anything wrong," she muttered, her Brachish weary. She kept breathing, ignoring the irrational bouts of jealousy consuming her. At the cave entrance, Iris deflated, huddling herself onto the firmness beneath her feet, barely conscious for two minutes before her eyes sealed shut. The guilt of her unspoken apology to Arabella lingered in the air as she gave way to a dreamless sleep.
Arabella watched as Iris fell right alseep. How do people do that? Bella knee she couldn’t. She couldn’t sleep well. Ugh.
Azriel uncertainly lowered herself to the ground, looking around wearily. Everyone else would be sleeping soon. But what if something happened? Or the elves found them? No, she wasn't going to sleep. She couldn't, not with that kind of fear lingering in the back of her mind. Besides, they should always have someone on watch anyway.
Clare placed a hand on Azriel's shoulder, "Go to sleep little one, I'll watch for now." Clare settled down at the cave entrance, out of all of them she was the lest effected by this cold. A small fire cat sprung from her fingers and jumped onto Azriel's lap, she sent another to Bella.
“Hey Kitty! Do they have names?” Arabella scratched the cat behind the ears, under the chin, and at the base of its tail. “I absolutely adore felines! Aren’t they just spectacular!?!” Bella had a huge grin on her face. “And their claws! Especially big cats, they can do some awesome damage. And the way they can sneak up on you when they hunt is amazing! I wish I could be that stealthy and that powerful. I mean, look how dangerous they can be! But they are just so so cute!!!”
Azriel froze, then snorted. "Little one? I'm about 200 years older than you," she replied, crossing her arms defiantly.
(Azriel can't understand her)
Clare smiled at Bella's enthusiasm, "The one you have there is Breeze, the one on Azriel's lap is Serra." another feline spiraled into the air and landed gracefully on it's feet, the massive cat brushed it's head against Clare's hand, she smiled , "This is Mira, she can never decide if she's a itty bitty house cat or a massive tiger, looks like she's a tiger today aren't you girl."
“Hey Breeze! Your so adorable and fierce!” Bella okayed with Breeze for a while. She knew she wouldn’t be sleeping tonight.
Clare raised her eye brow and Breeze vanished, the temperature around Bella dropped significantly, "Hey if you want the cat you have to at least try to sleep, I'll dim the brightness of their flames the most I can but they're purpose is to keep you warm, I don't want any frozen people." She waved her hand and Breeze popped back up and curled up at Bella's feet.
(Azriel can't understand her)
(Frickity fracking heck sorry)
(Azriel can't understand her)
(Frickity fracking heck sorry)
(It's alright, Language Barriers are hard to write around)
“I’ll try to sleep but I can’t promise anything! Night” Bella laid down but kept stroking Breeze.
(…so…one is asleep, two are trying to sleep and one is keeping watch? hmmkay)
I think so
we all know that Bella ain’t sleeping.
Clare settled down to watch the world move out side the cave, Mira put her head on Clare's lap and she pet the tiger absent mindlessly, She had another reason of not sleeping, she had to keep the cat's going, they would most likely freeze with out their warmth.
Arabella looked at Clare, why couldn’t she figure Clare out? She was a mystery. She didn’t bother figuring out Azriel, Iris was scary af, but what was Clare? She stared at the other humans back before deciding to talk to her. She walked over and sat down next to Clare. “Hey. Wanna talk? I’m not going to sleep if you talk or no, if you were wondering.” Turned to look at the girl, her face glowing in the fire tigers light. She was really pretty. Why couldn’t Bella be?
Clare sighed, "I suppose, what about?" She stared out at the rough landscape around them. It was so unlike home, Home, one place she desperately didn't want to be, it was surprising Bella didn't recognized her, surprising and refreshing.
“What was life like before this. I want to know who you are. All I really know is that your name is Clare, you have an amazing sense of fashion and you love Crackers.”
Clare answered the question with another question, "Have you heard of the Errol's?" Her family was one of the most known in Craisio, the Errol's were a political power house with the money and business to back them up. They owned most of the major companies and almost all the smaller ones were off shoots of their empire.
Bella’s eyes widened. “Your an Errol? What was that like?” Wow. Clare did not seem like an Errol. What was life like to be so rich?
Clare grimaced, "It was like living in a prison, I couldn't go any were alone, I was always being watched, friends weren't an option, all of my relationships were tactical moves, that boyfriend I supposedly had, was a publicity stunt. Every thing I did was carefully calculated and monitored. So I ran off, I stocked up on supplies stored them up in my bag, and took everything with me, I traveled out with some traders and never went back." She paused, "That was 5 months ago."
“Wow. That’s-thats awful. I don’t know what to say. I always used to be jealous of rich families, but now I don’t know what to think. I guess I still am. Just a little bit, but I couldn’t have been much better than home. I ran away too- I couldn’t stand to be around my father any more. After my mother died-“ I tear slipped down Arabella’s cheek as she looked away. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be complaining after you just told me about your awful life.”
Clare shook her head, "My life wasn't Awful, I had parents who loved me, an education, opportunities every way I looked, My parent's never knew that it was hard for me, I never told them. After my brother died they just grew paranoid, I couldn't form my own relationships because what if I picked the wrong people. Don't apologize for your story, it's a part of you that you can't change." Clare ran her hands through Mira's flickering fur, "My past doesn't make yours any less bad."