05-14-2021, 02:21 AM
It hadn’t been long since the meeting with the rest of Valeska’s rag-tag little group. He hadn’t really interacted since then, which, perhaps wasn’t the best way to prove his worth to the group. He had, however, set it upon himself to hunt, bringing small prey items to the group when he could, leaving them as something of an offering to placate all the women who could so easily be at his throat for whatever Harper might tell them about their previous experience together, in another life, another land. He felt in truth that he also had a lot to prove to his Amore as well, especially considering he was certain she felt as if he’d abandoned her in their previous life.
But this time, he would not make such a folly. Rhelenso found himself renewed on his loyalties, his priorities. He would not bother with a family – absent as they were in this strange place – that bickered and had little use for each other outside of how they could step upon each other to take themselves higher up the hierarchical tree. Rhelenso had decided that his family would be constructed of those that he chose, that he felt were worth his loyalty and efforts. Valeska took the forefront of that, and by extension so did her companions. It would have only been rivaled by his love and loyalty to his daughters, although, in their absence, he had little distraction from the things – and individuals – that he viewed as important.
Perhaps one day they too would join him and start where they had intended to go in their past lives. Fully assuming that where he was at present was some sort of afterlife. The man paused for a moment in his wandering, taking the moment to look around. To gaze upon the placid surface of the crystalline lake that he strode beside. It was something of pure natural beauty, something that he could appreciate in earnest. The lake itself was the bluest water he’d ever seen, the usual color changed just a little by the streaks of reds and pinks that marred the sky as the sun slowly began to sink below the horizon, taking with it the blue sky of the day, and replacing it with instead the indigo of the night. Even in the dim light, he could see the world around him reflected in the water’s surface. Mountain peaks, the almost too clear images of pine trees. He could see still with clarity the green of the mountain slopes before they turned dark with slate and shale, broken only by the white specks of sandstone and quartz veins.
A figure in the distance drew his attention from the lake. It was a dark-hued figure, far too large to be the girl he’d come to know was called Kye. He squinted, frozen eyes focusing as best they could despite the distance. It must be Harper, he decided. The Salvatore man debated for a moment whether he wanted to turn and head the other direction… but… he decided that perhaps it would be a good opportunity to attempt to make something good between them, instead of the negativity that had clearly festered and turned so sour. Rhelenso slowly started towards her, taking a few moments to sniff at the shifting wind to make sure that it was indeed the earthen-toned woman that he thought it was, instead of a lingering stranger at the lake’s edge.
But this time, he would not make such a folly. Rhelenso found himself renewed on his loyalties, his priorities. He would not bother with a family – absent as they were in this strange place – that bickered and had little use for each other outside of how they could step upon each other to take themselves higher up the hierarchical tree. Rhelenso had decided that his family would be constructed of those that he chose, that he felt were worth his loyalty and efforts. Valeska took the forefront of that, and by extension so did her companions. It would have only been rivaled by his love and loyalty to his daughters, although, in their absence, he had little distraction from the things – and individuals – that he viewed as important.
Perhaps one day they too would join him and start where they had intended to go in their past lives. Fully assuming that where he was at present was some sort of afterlife. The man paused for a moment in his wandering, taking the moment to look around. To gaze upon the placid surface of the crystalline lake that he strode beside. It was something of pure natural beauty, something that he could appreciate in earnest. The lake itself was the bluest water he’d ever seen, the usual color changed just a little by the streaks of reds and pinks that marred the sky as the sun slowly began to sink below the horizon, taking with it the blue sky of the day, and replacing it with instead the indigo of the night. Even in the dim light, he could see the world around him reflected in the water’s surface. Mountain peaks, the almost too clear images of pine trees. He could see still with clarity the green of the mountain slopes before they turned dark with slate and shale, broken only by the white specks of sandstone and quartz veins.
A figure in the distance drew his attention from the lake. It was a dark-hued figure, far too large to be the girl he’d come to know was called Kye. He squinted, frozen eyes focusing as best they could despite the distance. It must be Harper, he decided. The Salvatore man debated for a moment whether he wanted to turn and head the other direction… but… he decided that perhaps it would be a good opportunity to attempt to make something good between them, instead of the negativity that had clearly festered and turned so sour. Rhelenso slowly started towards her, taking a few moments to sniff at the shifting wind to make sure that it was indeed the earthen-toned woman that he thought it was, instead of a lingering stranger at the lake’s edge.
making reference that this could possibly be used for discovery if I’m understanding the rules of it correctly.
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