Galaria
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Hello! Call me Gala or Sass! I'm one of the originals of the Ren! I'm very happy to be back. I am a 25-year-old, intermediate-level of writing with many ideas and much time on her hands! Please, come stop by and say hi! I love making new friends and plotting!
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Post by Galaria on Jan 10, 2023 4:11:24 GMT
Stellar the Guardian Angel |
 "We are not BAD people. We just came from a BAD place." |
OOC: Chester and Stellar meet again | TAGS: @cheshire |
With the sun's departure from the sky brought a whole new source of life to the forest. The night critters came out to rummage for food without the ever present threat of hungry predators breathing down their necks. But even the night has it's nocturnal predators. While rodents scurry around in the underbrush the birds of the darkened sky awaken with it's hooting of owl calls and the distant cries of foxes. It also would bring the peace that daylight did not often bring. Stellar enjoyed the nighttime far better then the daytime - while the light of day often feels long and the need to be productive drains her the coolness of night brings sanctuary of anonymity. As a feline who often is active regardless of time of day or not the silver tabby found the peace of night to be her source of calm.
She did not need to go in search of food or herbs to stash away into her nook. She did not need to find ways to hide things from predators that were known to be in this area. The world was her oyster and much like the sea animal she enjoyed the shell she created for herself. So as the light bled into darkness and the twinkling lights of the stars popped out to say hello Stellar allowed her mind to begin it's regeneration. Her evening meal had settled into her belly and she felt content to crawl from her shelter of the hollowed out log that rested against a pair of trees and climbed the worn bark up to said trees to rest along one of it's branches to stare out into the sky.
Her keen eyes could spot the flutter of yellow fireflies as they danced in the grass and she smiled thinking back on old memories of much happier times. She wondered if her brother was okay wherever he was. And then she came to think about the silly tom who seemed to glare and grump as if the whole world did him wrong. Chester was an odd character and one that she herself had not imagined would find a tentative friendship with. But no matter where she went - despite not moving far. He always seemed to find her one way or another. She wondered why he felt so inclined to return time and time again; she saved his life but she never wanted a lifetime of debt to force him to return as if he owed her for her kindness.
A rustle of something in the brush made her perk up and turn her head to squint at the movement of grass below her. Her jaws parted to scent the air from her perch only to drop further at the realization of the familiar scent. She rose to her paws and ambled down the ramp created by her hollowed out home. Landing on the ground with a soft oomph she turned to face the direction she had seen the movement.
"Are you a mind reader?" she called out in ways of greeting. "I swear within seconds of thinking about you and you poof out of nowhere!" she sighed in a manner kin to exasperation but it was a fond twinkle in her eyes that gave away her lack of annoyance.
"What are you doing out here this late at night? You don't visit this late." her features screwed up a bit in confusion as she sat down with her tail wrapped around her paws and head cocked to the side in a curious manner. template by Magpie of Adoxography |
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Chester's sharp eyes focused intently on a large hare nibbling away at the grass. As soon as he'd seen the hare, he'd thought it perfect. It was just what he needed, and he wasn't about to let it get away. Crouched in the foliage, he tensed for a pounce. He'd only get one chance at this. As the last glimmers of sunlight broke through the branches, he leapt at his prey. In the ensuing scuffle, the tom emerged victorious. The hare dangling limply from his jaws.[break][break]
Proudly, he dragged the hare away. All he needed now was to make the journey to a certain feline. As the stars faded into being in the sky above, Chester made his slow trek across the woodland floor. His attachment to this Queen was a mystery to him. He'd said it was because she'd saved his life, but that wasn't the whole truth. Now that he was whole again, there was no reason for him to stay, but he did, and he didn't leave.[break][break]
"Almost there," he huffed around the hare clutched in his teeth. A few pawsteps later, the hollow log that made for Steller's home appeared through the leaves. Not long after, a familiar voice sounded in the silent night. The sound brought a rare warmth to the usually prickly tom's eyes. A rare fondness that only appeared for a select few. Awkwardly walking into view, he dropped the hare. "Steller," he purred. The hare was likely a clear giveaway as to the answer to her inquiry. "For you," he said, sheepishly, nudging the hare. His visits always came with a gift of some sort. It was his cover to explain away his visit. In truth, he visited because he wanted to see her, but he wouldn't acknowledge the fact. The stubborn tom was simply lying to himself and others.
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Galaria
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Hello! Call me Gala or Sass! I'm one of the originals of the Ren! I'm very happy to be back. I am a 25-year-old, intermediate-level of writing with many ideas and much time on her hands! Please, come stop by and say hi! I love making new friends and plotting!
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Post by Galaria on Jan 16, 2023 23:55:33 GMT
Stellar the Guardian Angel |
"We are not BAD people. We just came from a BAD place." |
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It was endearing to her to find the tom still at his wits end with her. She pretends not to see it in fear perhaps his way of action was from gratitude alone and not from the need to be near her. She remembered he was such a prickly feline when they had met and yet now that she got to know him a bit better she found perhaps the ways of his distress wasn't always something he was born with. Stellar was a strong believer that no one acted the way they did without good reason whether from an emotional point of view or from the way they were raised. Stellar knew this more than anyone how quickly one could change with the roll of the tides. It sucked. But the silvery feline would not deny she was thankful that her presence could ease Chester's mind a bit.
Her big yellow eyes widened in surprise at the large offering of food placing at her paws but she didn't stop the purr that rumbled in her chest at the sweet gesture. He always came bringing her gifts; so much so she was expecting it no matter how many times she'd gentle chide him that he needn't bring anything to her - his company alone was enough. Stubborn tom never listened though so she grew to accept it as graciously as she could; perhaps even returning the favor one way or another in her own manner. More subtly of course, she didn't want to offend Chester so she had to return to him his kindness with her own in a way he wouldn't suspect.
Tilting her head cutely at him she gave him a sweet little smile. "That's so kind of you Chester! But it wouldn't be fair to enjoy it without company! After all, with the effort you put into catching it the least I can do is share it!"
Picking up the offered meal she turned with a flick of her tail and padded over towards her humble abode where she laid the hare carcass out on the grass beneath the tree; making room for the other to join her as the twinkling spotlights grew in numbers above their heads and casting the world around them in a dark hue.
"You've been gone for a few days. What have you been up to recently? What brought on your need to come see little ol' me? Don't tell me you've missed me that much?!" she teased flicking the tabby's shoulder with the tip of her tail before she took the first bite of the warm prey between them.
She always enjoyed it when Chester came around and not for the gifts but because there was just something so sweet about him that he didn't let many see. She was honored to know that he trusted her enough to let his guard down. She had seen the wary look around his eyes more often than she cared to count and wanted nothing more to be his safe place. She did not know where he ran off to most of the time only that he'd seek her out in a few days time like he always did. Still, it would have eased her mind a bit if he'd be willing to let her in more. template by Magpie of Adoxography |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2023 20:44:16 GMT
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Chester was timid. Far more than he ever was if he was with anyone else. It was only in front of Stellar that he dropped his hissing and spitting. "Yeah," he agreed with a nod. The tom followed Stellar to her tree. He poked his head around the familiar place. It wasn't his first time here, and it would be his last. Walking around, he pawed the ground before settling in his usual spot where there was room to move. He hated feeling caged in any way and loved his space.[break][break]
Curling his paws underneath him, he didn't touch the hare, preferring to let Stellar eat her fill first. He spoke softly, "Just the usual. Hunting." Driving cats away from his home. But that wasn't a thought he'd voice. It wasn't as if Stellar didn't know what he was like, but he didn't want to voice it. For some reason, he felt like it was something he didn't want the queen to know.[break][break]
He flushed and looked away. His small pride didn't want to admit he liked her company nor that he'd missed her in any capacity. "I just wanted to see if you were okay. You saved my life." The same line as always. He used the same excuse worded slightly differently every time. If the weather was bad or there was news of a predator near, he'd use that as an excuse. But it always boiled down to the same thing. I wanted to check on you.
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Galaria
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Hello! Call me Gala or Sass! I'm one of the originals of the Ren! I'm very happy to be back. I am a 25-year-old, intermediate-level of writing with many ideas and much time on her hands! Please, come stop by and say hi! I love making new friends and plotting!
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Post by Galaria on Jan 29, 2023 1:58:28 GMT
Stellar the Guardian Angel |
"We are not BAD people. We just came from a BAD place." |
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Stellar found it adorable how shy he could be around her. As if he was too emberessed to say more then a few words to her. He had always been like that but what he didn't say in words he made up with in his actions. He was always so caring; making sure she had what she needed and although she did not often see him on the daily he did stop by every few days to check up on her. She swallowed another piece of the hare and licked her whiskers before turning towards him. Hunting huh? His life wasn't all about hunting. She knew that - no cat could live just lazing around. There had to be more going on with him. But she didn't press like most cats would and instead she shoved the hare towards him with a pointed look and a small smile.
"Careful, you hunt too much and then you'll lose your excuse to come see me if you kill all the prey in the forest." she teased him licking a paw to wipe at her face to cleanse herself.
"You worry me sometimes, Chester." she confessed softly as she tilted her head to look at him with soft eyes. "You just seem to lonely. I adore your visits, truly I do. But, surely I am not the only one who can claim your attention during the day?" she asked with worried eyes.
"Oh, don't do that! You make me sound like such a saint." she laughed shaking her head and flicking her tail at him playfully. "Your friendship is always enough Chester, you don't have to thank me so much for saving your life." she smiled humbly and ducked her head almost as if embarrassed.
Rising to her paws she stretched quickly before she beckoned to him. "While you're here why don't we do something fun? It's been awhile since we did something besides sit and chat! There's a pond in the deep pines that we haven't checked out together yet! There's plenty of frogs we can chase!" her eyes lit up excitedly "Or...you could finally teach me your hunting tricks!" it wasn't as if she didn't know how to hunt for herself she was just not very good at hunting near water or liking water very much for that matter. Plus it was an excuse for them to spend more time together.
"Or we could climb pine trees." she added thoughtfully looking up at the trees above them. "Honestly, whatever you'd like to do! It's been a bit since we've hung out. I missed you!" she pouted slightly as she looked up at the sky a little bashful to admit it but meaning it nonetheless template by Magpie of Adoxography |
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Chester finally took a small, careful bite of the hare when it was offered to him again. Had it been anything else he'd caught, he'd have protected his prey unwavering aggression. With Stellar, it was another story. He acted as if he had no claim to it at all.[break][break]
The prickly tom wasn't easily embarrassed, but he was uncharacteristically bashful now. "I wouldn't do that," he mumbled quietly, "Catching all the prey in the forest is too hard." Straight-laced as he was, joking was not in his nature. Even if he understood she was teasing, he only had an honest answer to give her.[break][break]
He turned a bit gruff at the queen's question, "I don't need anyone," he said roughly. If his life had taught him anything, it was that others couldn't be trusted. Even the ones he'd considered family had ultimately stabbed him in the back. He pulled himself in close, "I'm fine on my own." The only one he could trust was himself. He knew she was simply concerned, but her concern couldn't change a lifetime of hard lessons.[break][break]
Chester's expression didn't change. His gaze only shifted, peeking at the queen. Friendship. Was that really enough to repay such a grand favor? It didn't seem enough. It didn't seem nearly enough. The idea of it seemed to smart as well. He wasn't sure why, but the thought of just being friends seemed to sting.[break][break]
He smiled just a little. Stellar fit perfectly under the starry sky, as beautiful as a celestial. Getting to his feet, he followed her out, "Aren't you a fine hunter?" He didn't think she needed him to teach her anything. Walking up to Stellar, he purred, "Why don't we visit that pond? I haven't caught frogs in a while." Never might be more appropriate. Catching frogs had been a game reserved for Merry and Hollow. Chester had never had the desire to join in. Such small joys were things he'd never indulged in. Maybe now, he could.
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Post by Galaria on Feb 3, 2023 3:54:07 GMT
Stellar the Guardian Angel |
"We are not BAD people. We just came from a BAD place." |
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Stellar remembered a time not too long ago when she couldn't get through to the tom. After finding him so brutally damaged from a fight with that tom who's body she buried after she'd taken Chester back to her densite. He hadn't trusted her so easily or wished to cooperate with her at the beginning; believing the very same thing he was verbally repeating. He didn't need anyone. He was fine on his own. Of course he was. Not like he didn't need her back then or not how he didn't need her company right now. His talk stunk as bad as fox dung. Did it hurt her a little to verbally hear them? Yes, she was human after all. At times she wondered just why Chester thought to come see her every once in awhile and if it was out of pure guilt of needing to repay her for her kindness after what she had done for him all those moons ago. She didn't really wish to know the answer to those questions. She wanted to believe he was here because he wanted to be and that he considered them friends but when he got so distant like that she had to wonder if her childish thoughts were just out of a need for company and validation.
But she didn't let that show. No, she was a big brave girl who knew how to face the world and lie to herself and those around her if it meant making people happy...and safe. The queen had to comfort herself by telling her inner self that Chester was probably still wounded - scared by trauma that she could not see from the outside and that not everything could be fixed with something as so simple as herbs over a wound. That was why she never turned him away or ever spoke ill of him. That and because she had long ago wired herself into being the protector and mother of everyone who she crossed...like the guardian angel she never had as a kit.
She blinked over at him and her face grew into a teasing smirk. "I am a fine hunter. But I don't like the water much. I've always wanted to know what fish tastes like but I don't like getting my fur all wet; do you see all this fluff? Just imagine how long it'd take to dry if I got wet Chester! Good heavens I'd rather avoid that if I can!" she chided playfully as she waved her tail as if to emphasis her words.
At the mention of frogs and the pond her eyes lit up. She too hadn't played like a kitten in a long time and although the thought of being near water while it was dark didn't appease her because of the risk of falling in. She knew it'd be a beautiful spot to be in at this time of night! So she rose quickly to her paws and nodded eagerly. "Oh, don't worry about the frogs! You should see the fireflies right now! It's warm enough they're out and about. What a show they'll make above the water! Come on before we miss it!" she spoke up in excitement as she flicked his ear with her tail as she passed by eager and thrilled at the prospect of seeing the night fairies of the pond putting on a light show. template by Magpie of Adoxography |
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Chester chuckled, "If you'd like fish, I'll get some for you." No one else could be greeted by Chester's smile or his laugh. Such things were reserved only for those he felt most comfortable with. As for the water, he had no qualms about jumping right in. When he was being chased, when his life was in danger, if jumping into a river or lake was what it took to live, then he'd gladly do it. Whatever it took to survive. "They don't taste too bad," he said.[break][break]
The tom was the most relaxed he'd been in a while. Around Stellar, he didn't feel a need to be on edge all the time. Smiling, he followed after the queen, "Even so, I'll catch a frog for you." A frog wasn't the most romantic thing, but Chester wasn't much of a romantic. The scarred feline knew little of matters of the heart, even when his was involved. What he felt for Stellar was foreign to him. He didn't even know what to call it nor did he really recognize it.[break][break]
At the pond, he turned his eyes on the dark waters. The water's surface reflected the stars above. While it was certainly a beautiful sight, he thought the cat beside him more glorious. Out of the darkness, a firefly blinked to life in front of him. Surprised, he swatted at the bug on reflex. The creature sputtering out. "Drat," he grumbled. He hadn't wanted to do that.
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Hello! Call me Gala or Sass! I'm one of the originals of the Ren! I'm very happy to be back. I am a 25-year-old, intermediate-level of writing with many ideas and much time on her hands! Please, come stop by and say hi! I love making new friends and plotting!
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Post by Galaria on Mar 12, 2023 22:58:36 GMT
Stellar the Guardian Angel |
"We are not BAD people. We just came from a BAD place." |
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If the queen had time enough to sit and compare the two of them she'd realize how similar the pair were; perhaps not personality-wise but something more akin to twin flames who had endured much than Steller probably wouldn't have questioned why ever since she'd come across the tom that she'd felt less lonely than she had before his presence or how disappointed she got when he left after spending some time with her on the times that he'd stop by to 'check up' on her. Whether it was from the fact that she was lonely by herself or felt a sense of responsibility and companionship with the tom she wouldn't deny that his presence made her day a little bit better so, in turn, she wanted to make sure that for whatever reason Chester returned to her time and time again that she could be a place of peace for him.
When they got to the pond the silvery female settled herself down with her fluffy tail wrapped around herself as she watched with amusement flickering in her glittering orbs as the tom crouched by the edge of the water. She admired him and how he focused on his task to try and try to catch a fish for her. She never had one before and was curious as to what it tasted like but if none were caught tonight she knew it would be no fur off of her back if she missed the chance to eat one and instead focused on spending time with the tom and basking in his presence knowing that he'd be gone soon enough back to whatever nook of the world he called home.
She gave a little laugh when instead of trying to catch a frog or fish - a firefly flickered near his face and he swatted at it. She wasn't mad he was shooing away her entertainment and instead found more amusement from watching him try and fend off the flashing bugs around him. She flicked her tail against his shoulder with a soft purr as she shook her head. "You know something cool? Do you know how snowflakes are as rare and unique as the others? Fireflies are the same when it comes to their flickers! It's hard to realize but they are actually all flickering in different patterns; they flicker because they are trying to find another firefly out there that compliments their flicker pattern like some sort of dance or courtship." she commented as she lifted a paw up in front of her and waited patiently.
A few moments later a tiny flickering firefly landed on the back of her paw and she smiled softly at it; lifting it up between them so that Chester could see closer. The bugs themselves were not too special looking up close but the meaning behind their lives was. Steller blew on it and watched as it took to the air to join it's brethren across the water's surface flickering in their dance.
"Nature's pretty huh?" she sighed watching as the bugs made a show for them making it look brilliant with the reflection of their lights on the water doubling their appearances as much as the frogs and crickets chirping somewhere in the bullrushes.
When I was little my life was filled with more tasks and responsibilities both mental and physical that got placed on my shoulders. I found that at the end of the day when all was said and done nothing but the darkness and the stars above were my company. It's a lonely life being needed by so many people and not being appreciated for the effort you put into keeping everyone else happy that you neglect your own happiness in favor of others." she murmured watching the fireflies; a look of almost sad memory on her face
"I confess even now as an adult I find this world very lonely. Everyone leaves eventually after getting what they need; no one really wants to stick around anymore." she looked over at Chester with a long searching look. "But you never do...I always wonder if you'll ever come back after you leave from visiting me and I always fear that I won't ever see you again every time you go. Perhaps, after being needed by so many people for so long I've forgotten what it feels like to need someone for a change. You've been kind to me in your own right..and I know you want to pay me back for saving your life...but I don't need gifts for you to pay me back Chester." she breathed out a sigh and looked at the water at each other's reflections.
"Is it selfish of me to want you to stay?" she asked examining their profiles "To confess that I feel lonely when you aren't around and count the days til I get to see you again?" her eyes in their reflection met his.
Was she silly to confess this to him? Would he think her odd or needy? He was a hard tom to read but he never stopped coming by when he had a chance so she was at least considered a friend in his mind right? She wondered if him stopping by as he does bringing gifts was his way of expressing his gratitude or something more - an excuse to see her again perhaps? Or was she looking too far into this and trying to find...force a mold around the tom to fit her needs so selfishly?
Clearing her throat she shook her head and looked up at the stars instead feeling her fur grow hot with embarrassment. "Silly thoughts I know." template by Magpie of Adoxography |
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Chester flushed with embarrassment hearing Stellar laugh. Some hunter he turned out to be. The only thing he'd caught was a firefly. "That's ... interesting," he remarked awkwardly. The tom had never been interested by their world or anything in it. Curiosity was something he'd never had the luxury of having. He took things at face value without wondering about the why or the how.[break][break]
The firefly, too, he peered at with a perplexed expression. It was small. Some might call it cute. But, ultimately, in Chester's eyes, it wasn't something important or interesting. Just another bug among the darkness. "I guess," he said with the same awkwardness. "But," he mumbled, crouched by the water's edge. His eyes focused on their reflection in the pond, on Stellar. With his face almost buried in the grass, he said quietly, "I think you're prettier."[break][break]
His eyes flicked to the queen as she reminisced about moons past. He listened, but kept his silence. Being needed and taking care of others, he wasn't sure if he'd ever felt or done either. When it was just him, Merry, and Hollow, he'd been their defender, but he didn't know if he'd been needed. He doubt he'd been wanted. Both of them might have lived better lives without him. Merry, at least, would still be alive.[break][break]
Chester met Steller's eyes, but her words felt like a leaden weight on his back. He didn't know if he could stay. If he could meet her expectations. He'd always been a wandered, even when he'd been with Merry and Hollow. Staying in one place for too long was too dangerous. They'd had no place to call their own. He couldn't stay or maybe he didn't want to. Perhaps, after all this time, he still didn't feel safe. So he brought gifts instead.[break][break]
Before he could ask what she wanted if not his gifts, she gave her answer. She wanted what he could not give. He couldn't stay. He'd always to leave, to roam. Deep in his heart, Chester was still the kit abandoned by his parents and chased out of any place he might call home. He'd always been moving, because he had nowhere to stay. But now that he had one, he still couldn't remain. In all likelihood, he was still waiting for Steller to turn her back on him and chase him away as all others had, even after everything they'd been through.[break][break]
He met her eyes but turned away, "It's not selfish," he murmured, but he still couldn't give her the answer she wanted, not today, "I'm sorry." Chester stayed crouched by the water's edge. His eyes trailed the dark shadows of creatures beneath the surface. Despite it all, he hadn't changed. Maybe it was too late for him, maybe he couldn't. He let Steller's last words hang in the night air. He didn't have an answer to them, just like everything else.
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Post by Galaria on Apr 4, 2023 18:50:49 GMT
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She felt silly confessing so much to him. He wasn't someone who showed emotions very much nor did he talk. She felt a bit embarrassed to say such things to him because she felt perhaps he would either find it weird or dismiss it altogether. But his little shy compliment of saying she was prettier caught her off guard and she felt her skin beneath her fur flush hot at his words and she shifted in her spot unable to look at him. Did he really mean it? Was it a sign perhaps he liked her as much as she tried not to think she liked him? He wasn't good with words so maybe...maybe his compliment was a form of appeasement? She wanted to think so for her own sanity but at the same time - she didn't lie when she said the forest could be lonely; that she enjoyed his company and that she'd like to see more of him. Of course, it was his choice. She wouldn't demand it of him if he didn't feel the same.
He did not give her the answer she wanted to hear. Had she expected anything else? Perhaps, a part of her wished for it but then it wouldn't be true to the character she knew him as. Still, she shouldn't be so selfish to want him to stay when he clearly didn't see the same way she did. She had to be patient - bonds were formed in many ways. Some were created out of patience and Steller had plenty of that. Her whiskers twitched up into a half smile as she shrugged and looked at the water.
"It's okay, nothing to be sorry for. I'll be here. I don't plan on going anywhere so...when you choose to come by you know where to find me." she didn't want him to feel guilty for not feeling comfortable enough to stay at her side. It wasn't as if they were a couple or anything.
To break the heavy feeling on their shoulders she nudged him with her shoulder and tipped her chin towards the lake. "There's a frog right there. Didn't you promise to catch me one?" she teased with a cocked head - anything to distract them and to lessen the feeling of heavy weight on them.
She rose to her paws and stretched as she wandered around the edge of the water allowing the grass brush along her ankles as she waded closer to the edge; she hated water but if it made Chester happy to see her at least try she'd do it. She didn't want to be so boring to just sit there and watch him have all the fun. She wouldn't catch one of course but at least she could try and maybe...just maybe get the tom to laugh for once. She eyes the beady eyes of a frog among a small cluster that sat on top of a half submerged log and crouched carefully. Her butt wiggling a bit as she braced herself for the job. She'd miss - of course she would. Her self consciousness of the water just a foot away made her nervous but she leapt anywhere; landing with a thunk half on top of the log and half on the ground. The frogs croaked and jumped overboard but she swiped at them in desperate attempt to catch up only for her to face plant into the water.
When she pulled her head out spluttering her thick long fur was sagging down her face making her look like an old man and she huffed looking over at Chester with a flush of embarrassment as much as bemusement. "See what I mean?!" she whined template by Magpie of Adoxography |
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His smile was awkward and tinged with a bit of sadness. He couldn't give her the answer she wanted. As with everyone, he could only let them down. Despite how much he cared about Stellar, he couldn't grant her even one wish. "I'll come back," he promised. He always did, but he couldn't bring himself to stay yet.[break][break]
He startled and scanned the foliage for the frog. With everything that had happened, he'd forgotten their original purpose in coming. A change of pace. A bit of fun beneath the starry night. He watched with confusion as Stellar moved towards the water's edge. His confusion turned to surprise followed quickly by concern when the she-cat's intent became clear. Rushing to the water, he stopped just short of the edge. "Are you alright?" His worry was plain on his face.[break][break]
Wading into the water, Chester moved to her side. "You didn't have to do that. I can catch one for you." She'd said she didn't like the water so why had she done this? And how long it'd take for her fur to dry if it got wet. He looked her over. He could take a scrap or two, his scars proved that much, but he wasn't so sure about Stellar.
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Post by Galaria on Apr 10, 2023 22:00:47 GMT
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Stellar had to remind herself that quiet people were ones who often held the most hurt and didn't want to talk about it; she knew Chester was fighting demons she was not privy too even knowing that he still made time out of his day to come see her every once in awhile should have made her happy but she always felt sad when he left; sure he came back but it didn't feel the same.
She didn't want to dwell on sadness though; not when it was such a pretty night. So she'd chosen to distract them both by doing something she had said to herself she'd never do - get involved with the water. Not like she wanted to but she'd seen a frog and had wanted to impress Chester; maybe even distract him by her great hunting skills. That backfired.
He looked so worried though as he came up behind her and she couldn't help but laugh a bit harder as she shook her head causing water to spray and her fur stick out on end at the violent gesture. Sure she wasn't a fan of water but it was worth it to see something more than just distance on the tom's face. She grinned at him and shrugged.
"I almost had it though!" she padded back up onto dry land. "I know you can but I don't want you to think I'm a lazy girl who has to rely on you forever mister." she wiped at her face.
"Let's just pretend I meant to do that and we can laugh about it later! It's okay to have fun every once in awhile Chester, you don't have to be so gloomy all the time. There is so much to go off of in the world and so much to see; open your eyes and look!" she booped him on the nose with her paw before she got a devious idea and reached behind her to grab a paw full of the mud and smacked it across his face in the next second with a childish grin.
"See! Fun!" she chortled before she was bounding past him and alongside the water's edge again; disturbing the frogs and insects as she went to hide from him. "Tag your it!"
Chester felt too much guilt and shame for what had happened and it was time to live a little. Just because he made a mistake did not mean he needed to punish himself forever and by golly Stellar was going to show that grumpy tom what it meant to have fun and feel human again and not a shell of a cat wandering the world in routine. Chester deserved happiness only if he would see it for himself and take it by the tail! He's see just how amazing the world around him actually was. template by Magpie of Adoxography |
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Despite Stellar's smile and light demeanor, Chester couldn't help his concern as he followed her back to shore. Was she really okay? If she'd gotten hurt because of him, he wasn't sure what he'd do. Panic probably. He didn't know a thing about healing after all. Even though he was worried, he attempted an uneasy smile, "I know you're not." She had saved him, after all. That must have been a lot of work considering how closet to death he'd come. "But you don't need to get injured to prove that." He had enough scars for the both of them.[break][break]
Chester went cross-eyed watching Stellar's paw. His worried smile was replaced with a perplexed one. What was there to see in the world? He'd seen it, and it had been full of danger. His confusion only grew when Stellar smacked him with mud. Was this a game? It felt like a rather strange one. Chester frowned seeing Stellar run away. "Wait!" he called, shaking his head clean before running after her.[break][break]
It felt strange, whatever this was. He'd never had time for games nor had he had any interest in taking part in them. Now, as he chased Stellar, he felt awkward and out of place. This wasn't what he was meant to do. This wasn't what he was familiar with. But it felt refreshing. The more he ran, the lighter he felt. Though he wasn't quite smiling, he was enjoying himself more. Pausing, he looked and listened for the hiding Stellar in that cool night. "Stellar?" he called awkwardly.
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