Things had been odd because he was stupid and prideful, and he was upset that it took something that hurt her so much to bring them back to talking together.
He released her a little from the hug--she probably wanted to, you know, breathe--looking down at her. "You would like her very much. She is very brave and I have put her through a great deal." Like dying, like having her rescue him from the healers. "You look...like summer." He's learning seasons, slowly, and she did look like the embodiment of the season, flowers strewn over her body and antlers.
He wasn't the only one. Night Sky didn't want to lose any friendships if it could be avoided, though.
"We always put the people we love through a lot more than we plan to." She said with a knowing smile. "You missed my antlers falling off and growing back in." She chuckled. "The flowers always match the season. Soon I'll be brown and red."
Her...antlers falling off? He brushed a leaf dangling off one gingerly. "Did it hurt? Were you ill?" Listen, body parts don't just fall off, Sky. That's weird.
"I feel like I have missed an entire season, then." She was probably pretty in early spring. Well, minus the antler thing.
"I should have asked if your dogs are afraid of cats." Elion wasn't afraid, but he was flapping around above the dogs' heads, curious.
"My head hurt for a little while, but Lulu took good care of me. Now they're big and strong again." She grasped one of her antlers and tugged for emphasis, her head cocking to the side. "Yeah, I guess you missed spring. Autumn suits me better anyway."
The dogs didn't seem bothered, both of them watching Elion flap around. "They don't mind. When did you get a cat?"
Yeah he'd imagine growing part of your head back would probably hurt. A bit. "I will...not be verifying that." Because what if his Idiot Astartes Strength managed to break them? He will take her word for it. "I hope you will let me see you in autumn." Just see, nothing more. He's not a weirdo.
Well.....
"My sister Nina found him. In the garbage. And thought of me." Because they were both...male? He never could figure that part out. "He is very friendly." Though he is eyeing the things dangling from Sky's antlers in a way that makes Gadriel...just a little nervous.
"I don't see why not." unless something absolutely stupid happened, Night Sky was not going to let this friendship lapse again.
She laughed and lifted her head up to try and pet the tressym. "He's cute. Never thought you would be a cat person." And then, to Elion, who could actually understand her: "Are you being a good boy for Gadriel?"
Like his dad, Elion is a fairly simple creature. And the chin scritch pulled a rumbling purr from him, as he squeezed his eyes shut.
"He could, but he should probably stay here and guard the camp." Someone has to keep all these pillows safe. And he didn't want Elion distracted by the dogs.
He's so cute. Night Sky could sit and pet him all day.
Alas. They had things to do. "Aww, okay. We'll be back with dinner soon, little guy. Then we can cuddle." She smiled up at Gadriel. "I'm ready when you are."
Elion would literally let himself be pet by her all day. Unlike Gadriel he's very open about enjoying things he wants.
"What?" Don't look at him like that, Elion. "She said she would come back." Ah yes, reason and logic and delayed gratification: things all cats understand.
Elion pouted, but went back to the door of the tent, trying to look as pitiful as possible, wrapping his tail over his feet.
Gadriel turned to Night Sky. "It will feel good to chase something." Kill too, but sometimes he just wants to hunt something.
"I promise I'll come back and pet you for as long as you want! And bring you back dinner. That sound good?" The purring like a motorboat suggested yes.
She laughed. "Yeah? I know you hate sorcery, but I feel like you would love to just run around as a wolf. Or a bear. You give big bear vibes."
Do not try to steal Elion from him, Night Sky. Gadriel will be sad.
"We will bring you something too big for you to bring down yourself." So, like...a treat.
"I can also just enjoy you running." The same way dog owners enjoy watching dogs race around. He doesn't really need more than that. It's just good to spend time with her again. "I know you know a good spot for this."
But what if she stole him and Satchel and they had a cat tea party in little bonnets?
"Yeah? If you wanted me to transform, you could just say so." So she would do that once she trotted ahead a few feet, shifting into her antlered lupine form. Of course she knew a good spot, too — a clearing not far away where deer tended to wander in an out would be a perfect place to hunt them down.
Elion would probably love it, that's what would happen.
"I...?" Ma'am he would not suggest such sorcery. But he's not going to complain as she changes shape in front of him. She was beautiful and recognizable in every form. "I will keep up." And of course, he's a weirdo, so he could, only without the lissome grace of a wolf, and more like the dead sprint of a transhuman science project.
Close enough. Night Sky hurried through the trees, keeping him on his toes when she zigzagged around a few thicker trunks. She only began to slow when they neared the clearing, crouching down low on all fours. A few doe were grazing not far off, ears swiveling to keep alert for any predators.
Terrifying news for them — these two were surprisingly quiet. She grinned, sharp teeth bared, and nodded her head to Gadriel. Ready?
He nodded back, his mouth curling in an almost unaccustomed smile. It felt good to work as a team with someone, good to run, full speed, and move. He loved Melinoë, but he could not share her sorcery and she could not share his with him.
As she ran, Gadriel darted out to one side to flank the does as they flicked their ears, catching some coming sound. He drew his knife but thought better of it. Much better to take it bare handed. After all Sky didn't have a weapon, either.
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He released her a little from the hug--she probably wanted to, you know, breathe--looking down at her. "You would like her very much. She is very brave and I have put her through a great deal." Like dying, like having her rescue him from the healers. "You look...like summer." He's learning seasons, slowly, and she did look like the embodiment of the season, flowers strewn over her body and antlers.
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"We always put the people we love through a lot more than we plan to." She said with a knowing smile. "You missed my antlers falling off and growing back in." She chuckled. "The flowers always match the season. Soon I'll be brown and red."
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"I feel like I have missed an entire season, then." She was probably pretty in early spring. Well, minus the antler thing.
"I should have asked if your dogs are afraid of cats." Elion wasn't afraid, but he was flapping around above the dogs' heads, curious.
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The dogs didn't seem bothered, both of them watching Elion flap around. "They don't mind. When did you get a cat?"
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IdiotAstartes Strength managed to break them? He will take her word for it. "I hope you will let me see you in autumn." Just see, nothing more. He's not a weirdo.Well.....
"My sister Nina found him. In the garbage. And thought of me." Because they were both...male? He never could figure that part out. "He is very friendly." Though he is eyeing the things dangling from Sky's antlers in a way that makes Gadriel...just a little nervous.
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She laughed and lifted her head up to try and pet the tressym. "He's cute. Never thought you would be a cat person." And then, to Elion, who could actually understand her: "Are you being a good boy for Gadriel?"
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"He is exceptional." Obviously. "And he understands companionship." Like a true brother, Elion always wanted to be with him.
Elion for his part, wasn't used to talking to people, so if she got anything from his empty orange brain it was that he thought she was really pretty.
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"He could, but he should probably stay here and guard the camp." Someone has to keep all these pillows safe. And he didn't want Elion distracted by the dogs.
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Alas. They had things to do. "Aww, okay. We'll be back with dinner soon, little guy. Then we can cuddle." She smiled up at Gadriel. "I'm ready when you are."
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"What?" Don't look at him like that, Elion. "She said she would come back." Ah yes, reason and logic and delayed gratification: things all cats understand.
Elion pouted, but went back to the door of the tent, trying to look as pitiful as possible, wrapping his tail over his feet.
Gadriel turned to Night Sky. "It will feel good to chase something." Kill too, but sometimes he just wants to hunt something.
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She laughed. "Yeah? I know you hate sorcery, but I feel like you would love to just run around as a wolf. Or a bear. You give big bear vibes."
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"We will bring you something too big for you to bring down yourself." So, like...a treat.
"I can also just enjoy you running." The same way dog owners enjoy watching dogs race around. He doesn't really need more than that. It's just good to spend time with her again. "I know you know a good spot for this."
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"Yeah? If you wanted me to transform, you could just say so." So she would do that once she trotted ahead a few feet, shifting into her antlered lupine form. Of course she knew a good spot, too — a clearing not far away where deer tended to wander in an out would be a perfect place to hunt them down.
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"I...?" Ma'am he would not suggest such sorcery. But he's not going to complain as she changes shape in front of him. She was beautiful and recognizable in every form. "I will keep up." And of course, he's a weirdo, so he could, only without the lissome grace of a wolf, and more like the dead sprint of a transhuman science project.
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Terrifying news for them — these two were surprisingly quiet. She grinned, sharp teeth bared, and nodded her head to Gadriel. Ready?
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As she ran, Gadriel darted out to one side to flank the does as they flicked their ears, catching some coming sound. He drew his knife but thought better of it. Much better to take it bare handed. After all Sky didn't have a weapon, either.