Post by Crystal M. V. Rosepaw on Jun 18, 2007 23:55:48 GMT -5
(OOC: This is a post that is supposed to be RIGHT BEFORE the tournement, when Crystal comes back to GoM after leaving for two years.)
"So you're just going to leave?!"
"Yes, I am, little sister!"
"Don't call me that like you're better than me!"
"Why you are?!"
"Kinship alone holds me from pulling out a blade somthings, brother. And what would you do? Throw herbs at me?!" Crystal gave a grim luagh and spat at her brother's feet. She gazed up into his eyes, and anybody watching could almost see the sparks. "Fine. Leave me here. But if you see mum and dad again, then let them know how their cowardly duaghter doesn't have the guts to come back home. Tell them how you saved my neck every time you were around. Tell them how my leg was snapped, but leave out the part about to panicing to much to fix it properly. But leave. Go back to them, and hope they forgive you.
"You may never see me again, who knows? I'm not going back to Redwall to be an- a tame little vixen again, an Abbey Pet!" Crystal turned away, leaving her brother Mortamus reaching out to her. She turned around again and struck his paw.
"Fine, I'm going. Send my regards to the rest of the Guardians."
"I'll tell them you're to much of a coward to stay."
They glarred at each other again, before Mortamus fell onto his little sister and hugged her fondly. "I love you, Cry-chan."
Tears spilling from Crystal's puffy eyes, she returned the hug, almost falling from her hurt leg. "I love you too, Mortamus."
~~~
"It wasn't your fault, Crys."
"It was! It was my fault he left!"
A battle of mind vs sense was going on, and sense was losing. Sitting on the wall of the parapet, Crystal heaved a sigh, looking at the place her brother had been last time they had talked- or seen each other.
"I'm the coward. I ran away..."
Crystal burried her face in her white paws, the rough black pawpads hurting her skin. But she didn't care. She dobuted anyone knew she was here, and if they even cared about her.
The night her brother left, Crystal had fled from the Fortress of the Guardians as well. She promised herself to become the best she could, and to make it so where she could walk without limping. But the two years cut of from the rest of the world hurt, because she had time to think. And she'd rather have not thought about what she had pondered.
(OOC: OK, pretty much:
Mortamus left GoM, and Crystal left later that night. She ran away to become the best at everything she could. After two years, she heard word of the ROC Tournement and decided it was the time to come back into the world. Between the First and second round of the tournement, she comes back to GoM to think for a little bit...
However... Well, I'll not ruin the next part. =D
Also, it it okie that he called her 'Cry-chan'?)
"So you're just going to leave?!"
"Yes, I am, little sister!"
"Don't call me that like you're better than me!"
"Why you are?!"
"Kinship alone holds me from pulling out a blade somthings, brother. And what would you do? Throw herbs at me?!" Crystal gave a grim luagh and spat at her brother's feet. She gazed up into his eyes, and anybody watching could almost see the sparks. "Fine. Leave me here. But if you see mum and dad again, then let them know how their cowardly duaghter doesn't have the guts to come back home. Tell them how you saved my neck every time you were around. Tell them how my leg was snapped, but leave out the part about to panicing to much to fix it properly. But leave. Go back to them, and hope they forgive you.
"You may never see me again, who knows? I'm not going back to Redwall to be an- a tame little vixen again, an Abbey Pet!" Crystal turned away, leaving her brother Mortamus reaching out to her. She turned around again and struck his paw.
"Fine, I'm going. Send my regards to the rest of the Guardians."
"I'll tell them you're to much of a coward to stay."
They glarred at each other again, before Mortamus fell onto his little sister and hugged her fondly. "I love you, Cry-chan."
Tears spilling from Crystal's puffy eyes, she returned the hug, almost falling from her hurt leg. "I love you too, Mortamus."
~~~
"It wasn't your fault, Crys."
"It was! It was my fault he left!"
A battle of mind vs sense was going on, and sense was losing. Sitting on the wall of the parapet, Crystal heaved a sigh, looking at the place her brother had been last time they had talked- or seen each other.
"I'm the coward. I ran away..."
Crystal burried her face in her white paws, the rough black pawpads hurting her skin. But she didn't care. She dobuted anyone knew she was here, and if they even cared about her.
The night her brother left, Crystal had fled from the Fortress of the Guardians as well. She promised herself to become the best she could, and to make it so where she could walk without limping. But the two years cut of from the rest of the world hurt, because she had time to think. And she'd rather have not thought about what she had pondered.
(OOC: OK, pretty much:
Mortamus left GoM, and Crystal left later that night. She ran away to become the best at everything she could. After two years, she heard word of the ROC Tournement and decided it was the time to come back into the world. Between the First and second round of the tournement, she comes back to GoM to think for a little bit...
However... Well, I'll not ruin the next part. =D
Also, it it okie that he called her 'Cry-chan'?)
