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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2020 4:54 pm
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The morning was still breaking, the soft light of the sun stirring life all around her. There were days where she doubted herself, days where her confidence nearly burst from her body. Today felt like a day in between; she needed to see what would happen to decide on how to broach the day. Time had passed too slowly and too quickly all at once; lives were rebuilding, and yet she felt like there were shadows still lurking all around. She couldn't quite settle down, and so she had been up early pacing around the heart of the Pridelands.
Fresh air helped, but she still felt that nagging pull of need. She needed to do something, but what? Aoife decided that perhaps it would be best to go see if an early morning hunting party was forming, or if she should check in on the guards... something. "Got to stay busy," she said to herself.
(feel free to toss whatever at her, i'm flexible!)
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2020 5:15 pm
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Things had been...all right lately, all things considered. There were no more crazy gods tearing the heavens asunder, no lions dying left and right, no ancestors raining down their disapproval upon the lands. Stirn hadn't been at the large gathering but he had certainly seen the aftermath and had borne witness to...whatever it was that had fallen from the sky.
But the dead had been seen to, the wounded healed, and as with all things, the Pride Lands moved on. There were still whispers of worry and fear that would spread through the pride occasionally but for the most part things were back to 'normal'. Stirn, however, wasn't convinced. Something like that didn't happen and then everything was hunky-dory again. Oh no, he knew something else was coming. When? Dunno. What? Search him. How could he be so sure? Because life was pain and suffering and the bits between those two things were fleeting.
Today was. Fine. The sun had just risen, casting long shadows of trees over the savanna. Stirn had just woken up and was heading to the watering hole to get a drink. As he went he caught sight of Aoife walking not far from him and her voice carried over the still relative silence of the lands.
"Do you?" he asked with his signature drawl. "What happens if you don't?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2020 9:28 pm
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"Oh, constantly," Stirn drawled again, pausing in his walk as Aoife turned towards him. He hadn't meant to startle her but he supposed those that were speaking to themselves assumed they were alone. Ah well. Couldn't be helped now.
"I find standing still is better than moving forward, though. Less things can go wrong if you're stagnant." Sure, it was boring at times, but boring was safe. Stirn had too many things happen to him in his life that came about by him trying to get things done, so he'd made a promise to himself years ago to just let things continue on while he remained constant. 'Keeping busy' often lead to 'getting in trouble' or 'sticking your nose where it doesn't belong', and he had enough scars to prove that was a terrible idea.
"Stick to what you know. Don't veer off course. Nap the day away. Boring, but boring is better than anything else the world is giving us lately."
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