forum How to Forget a War (Dystopian-Monster Stuff?) (Closed Again)

Started May 05, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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Calixto felt a growl rise in his throat, irritated that the group wouldn't leave already.
He wasn't going to speak up just yet, because that would only bring them to want to talk to him. Humans were so annoying…

"Okay." her voice was barely a whisper and when they reached the cave entrance, Calla slid off of Ronan's back, retreating to the corner of the cave.

Faye hesitantly approached the Malchai, glancing inside the open doorway. “Do you I’ve in this household?” She asked him, hesitant. She didin’t know this Malchai, she had no idea if he would attack her or not.
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Ronan stopped when Calla got off his back. He glanced in the direction she went, eyes squinting in the dark. “Calla? Come on, lets go home,” He said softly, crouching down so he would be closer to her height.

"I like it here. It's dark." she patted the walls of rock, smiling in spite of herself.

//back

Avi shouldered her bag a little better and followed them, blinking to adjust to the darkness.

Calixto glared at the woman asking him the question.
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't. What's it to you?" he spat. Why couldn't humans get the hint to go away?

Ronan smiled softly and looked at Calla. “Yeah? You’ll be more comfortable on your bed,” he said. Sunai didn’t exactly need sleep, but some preferred to sleep anyways, simply for the relaxing feeling that came with it.

Lila stepped in, "She's just a bit curious. We'll be on our way soon. Come on Faye."

"A bed?" Calla'd never had a bed before. She'd slept on straw back in the village.

Faye exhaled slowly, shifting her weight as she forced a polite smile. If I show respect, maybe he will listen. “I was just wondering, I’m sorry,” she answered, fidgeting with her sleeve, finger tips brushing over the bandaged cut.

“Yeah a bed. Remember, the bed back at the building? It’s much more comfortable than the ground,” Ronan said with a smile, looking at Calla. She was so innocent when in a good mood.

"Like I said curious," Lila responded, "We'll be leaving if that is what you wish sir?"

She can go 'wonder' somewhere else then, he thought.
Wait, sir? Why use a formal word to address him? He was just a Malchai.
Suddenly, the door had opened behind him, Karina coming back out.
"Um, hi…" she greeted awkwardly.

"Promise to tell me the color of it?" Calla asked, walking back to Ronan and taking his hand. "What color are the trees?"

Faye had been looking at the irritated skin on the Malchai’s neck, frowning softly. She looked up when a girl answered the door. “Oh, hello!” She greeted, putting the smile back on her lips. “Is this your home?”

Ronan nodded with a smile, giving her hand a comforting squeeze as he began to walk again. “The trees are brow, but they have green leaves. In the fall, though, the leaves turn red, orange, and yellow.”

Karina gave a shy laugh before responded. "No, I live next door. I heard the commotion outside and wanted to check it out."
Calixto merely stared at his feet as she spoke.

"Brown and green and red and orange and yellow." Calla said to herself, imagining their colors. Green, the color of the fresh leaves in the summer and spring. Brown, the color of the rough bark on the trunk. Red, orange, and yellow, the colors of the leaves in the fall. "Is the color of the grass white? I always imagined that it would be white."

"Oh and you and your Malachi are?" Lila asked the pair.

Faye nodded in understanding and stayed quiet, mind buzzing with thoughts. The Malchai looked to have been shocked. She had been thinking about an idea to help muffle the effects of the shock, but she hadn’t brought it up. Maybe Dax would let her try it back home, but she doubted he would.
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“White grass?” Ronan repeated with a laugh and he shook his head. “No, it’s not white. The grass is green. But it could be painted white, I suppose.”

"White seems soft, but prickly at the same time. So I thought it would be the color of the grass. Is green the color of life?" Calla tightened her grip on Ronan's hand.

(Wow this site is working bad)

Ronan gave a warm smile. “Yeah, it is considered to be the color that represents life,” he said as he led her towards the building they stayed at.

(frick the site is terrible)
Karina politely introduced herself and Calixto.
"I live next door, if you need a temporary place to stay until the Corsai leave."

"I think red represents the color of you. Of Ronan. Red is the color of flames, of anger, of the yells that pierce the black night, of love. Of you. I think my color is white. Pure, soft, the color of the grass even though it isn't really." Calla smiled at what she hoped was Ronan, but was actually a tree.