Chephirah

"My secret side I keep, hid under lock and key, I keep it caged, but I can't control it. 'Cause if I let him out, he'll tear me up and break me down. Why won't somebody come and save me from this? Make it end."

[xander-rebel-boy]

chephirahlion:

Chephirah glanced over her shoulder, back towards the forest, the thought of just turning and running crossing her mind, as it often did at least a few times when she was around people. But as she looked back at the boy, she noticed he was speaking again, and concentrating on reading his lips temporarily made her forget about running. She rolled her eyes at his question and, after scrubbing her hands on her jeans another time, she signed, I’m not a mute. Which was, technically, true. In her mind at least. I’m deaf, she signed.

Xander watched the girl and tried to figure out what she was saying. He realized what she was saying and made an oh face. “Sorry. We don’t get many people here with disabilities. You and the blind girl Tala are the only two I know of.” He said slower so she could have an easier time reading what he was saying. 

[chephirahlion-blog]

Chephirah can't help but smirk a little bit. Being deaf wasn't the only thing that made her unique. To make communication easier, she pulls out the notebook she always carries around these days and writes, That's not the only thing that makes me unique around here. I'm a shifter. Lioness. The only one on the island. Maybe the only one to exist anywhere, for all she knows.

[xander-rebel-boy]

chephirahlion:

Chephirah looked over her shoulder, scrubbing her hands against her jeans to try to clean off the blood. It stung and burned, but she ignored the pain as she looked in the boy’s direction. She could see his lips moving, but, not entirely paying attention, she couldn’t quite make out all of what he was saying. She could make out that he was asking if she was okay though. I’m fine, she signed quickly, getting to her feet quickly, spinning so that she was facing him.

Xander was confused as to why the girl didn’t speak. “So are you a mute of some kind? Or just don’t like talking to guys?” It was weird she was speaking and it never occurred to him she couldn’t hear. 

[chephirahlion-blog]

Chephirah glanced over her shoulder, back towards the forest, the thought of just turning and running crossing her mind, as it often did at least a few times when she was around people. But as she looked back at the boy, she noticed he was speaking again, and concentrating on reading his lips temporarily made her forget about running. She rolled her eyes at his question and, after scrubbing her hands on her jeans another time, she signed, I’m not a mute. Which was, technically, true. In her mind at least. I’m deaf, she signed.

[xander-rebel-boy]

chephirahlion:

Chephirah hadn’t been paying much attention as she slowed from a run to a walk, the brief realization that she rarely walked flashing through her mind, at the edge of the woods. She stopped short, just out from the tree line, when she saw that someone was already occupying the water side. She took a quick step back, ready to turn and head back into the forest, avoiding people as she often did, but when she stepped back, her foot stepped onto a slippery exposed root with enough force that she lost her balance as she turned and fell hard to the ground, letting out an angry and startled yell as she went down, scraping the palms of her hands on yet more exposed roots and sticks. So much for cats being graceful, she thought as she rubbed her scraped palms together.

Standing as he heard a yell, Xander followed the sound. Finding a girl on the ground he furrowed his brows. “You okay? Do you need a bandaid?”

Originally posted by ashtonsgiggles94

[chephirahlion-blog]

Chephirah looked over her shoulder, scrubbing her hands against her jeans to try to clean off the blood. It stung and burned, but she ignored the pain as she looked in the boy's direction. She could see his lips moving, but, not entirely paying attention, she couldn't quite make out all of what he was saying. She could make out that he was asking if she was okay though. I'm fine, she signed quickly, getting to her feet quickly, spinning so that she was facing him.

[xander-rebel-boy]

Xander was sitting by the ocean guitar in hand picking away at the strings. He needed to clear his head and just relax. The ocean was a place of peace for him. It was big and beautiful, all with a song of its own. 

[chephirahlion-blog]

Chephirah hadn't been paying much attention as she slowed from a run to a walk, the brief realization that she rarely walked flashing through her mind, at the edge of the woods. She stopped short, just out from the tree line, when she saw that someone was already occupying the water side. She took a quick step back, ready to turn and head back into the forest, avoiding people as she often did, but when she stepped back, her foot stepped onto a slippery exposed root with enough force that she lost her balance as she turned and fell hard to the ground, letting out an angry and startled yell as she went down, scraping the palms of her hands on yet more exposed roots and sticks. So much for cats being graceful, she thought as she rubbed her scraped palms together.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Running (Open)

Out of breath from running for longer than she even knew, Chephirah slowed to a walk as she came to the edge of the woods, the beach just ahead. She sighed, annoyed and frustrated with herself, as usual. With the fact that she seemed to always be running away. But she didn't know what else to do, so she continued to do it. Sensing someone nearby, she turned to look at them.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Explanations (Chephirah and Cole)

[dustkeepercole-blog]

Cole wraps his fingers threw hair, tugging a few of the short strands. “I’m not accepting it.” He replies a little coldly. “Not right now.” He grumbles a few times before his head fell back and he straightened out his shoulders. “Care to share your doodles on the matter.” The fairy was concerned at the fact she still remained there. “It’s that important to you?” Cole had stood quiet for a long stretch of time. Thinking in silence.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Chephirah doesn't know what else to do. She knows she doesn't deserve for him to accept her apology, doesn't deserve for him to forgive her. This thing inside her, this other part of her, attacked him. And while she thinks of it as something else entirely -- she has to, or her hatred for herself would grow even stronger than it already is and it would consume her completely -- to everyone else, it's the same. It's her. Simple as that. And maybe they're right. Chephirah turns the page of her notebook and writes.

"I am sorry that I attacked you. I'm not a violent person, not against people. I hate the idea of hurting people and I hate that I hurt people and that I can't control it. I don't deserve you to accept my apology or to forgive me, I know that, but I had to try. This was the first time in years that I'd attacked someone, so I had to at least try, I had to tell you that I'm not like that, that I didn't do it on purpose. I'm sorry..."

That was it. There was nothing more she could think of to say. She takes the rubber band out of her hair again. This one's too long to just write big and show. So she puts the rubber band around the notebook again to hold it on the right page, then tosses it towards him again.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Explanations (Chephirah and Cole)

[dustkeepercole-blog]

“An apology.” Cole’s voice sounded at the same time as he read it. Looking forward to her his hand lifted to trail down his shoulder to the point that was now fully healed. The fairy rolled his lip inward tightlipped and indecisive of what he was to say. “You could have killed me!” He exclaimed. “YOU HAD THE INTENTION TO DO IT!!” Cole shouts while snarling a little and throwing his hands in a violent gesture towards the sand. “Devoured me right on the spot.” He paused to gather his composure. “It’s not so easy a task to just accept your apologies. I hope your camp is aware of your problem.” Thinking back to a conversation he had earlier with another shifter.

[chephirahlion-blog]

"Not me," Chephirah writes it in the notebook, but she doesn't show it to him. Not this time. What would be the point? How could she make him understand this? She'd never had to try before, and now she feels almost as blind as she is deaf. Blind in knowing what to do next, how to make him understand. Staring down at her notebook, she misses part of what he says. She intended to write it quick and then look back up so that she'd miss nothing, but now she can't tear her eyes away from those two stupid words on the paper. It's not her. Not really. If it were up to her, she wouldn't have attacked him. If it were up to her, she wouldn't have this problem. After some time, she looks at him again. But she still doesn't show him what she wrote, because even she knows it's incomplete. And she doesn't know how to finish it. She just looks at him hopelessly, knowing that she should probably just walk away now. That's what she always did before. Walk away before things could get as bad as they already have with him. She tried to apologize. She did her duty. If he didn't accept the apologize, that was his own decision, justified or not. And she knew that it was justified. She knows she should walk away, she knows that she should stay and explain that it wasn't her. But she was at this in-between place that she'd never been in before, and for the first time that she could remember, she didn't know what the right thing to do was.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Explanations (Chephirah and Cole)

[dustkeepercole-blog]

Cole rubbed his temples with a few blinks he points to her book. The fairy still can feel the heat under his skin. He even had a accidental glow to him that came from the sudden explosion of emotions. Cole mouthed his words slower. She didn’t look as if she followed everything clearly. Not that his emotions made it easy. “Why did you come?” He mouthed like he was speaking to a child. Not to be insulting. More like he wanted her to read what he was saying. “What do you want me to say?” He glances to his weapon then back to her. If she tried anything he was prepared this time.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Finally, Chephirah understood something. It was only part of what he said, she knew that, but she understood enough to know that he was asking why she came. She wrote in her notebook again, keeping her letters as big and bold as before, "To apologize," before holding it up again for him to see.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Explanations (Chephirah and Cole)

[dustkeepercole-blog]

“Just let me think ok. Your animal is huge. A huge fucking cat!!”, Cole watched her just as she did him. Cole sucks his teeth in irritation at the fact he was in the same predicament as before. He could go dive into the sea if she came after him on all fours, Cole gave a confident stare to the sky. If he didn’t make the water he could call out to the ship. Or the forest. His mind circled threw all his options. Cole lifted his arm slow and pointed to her book before flinging it back to her. It fell a few inches in front of her kicking up the sand. If he was to listen to her it would be from afar for now. “What’s the point in telling me? You can’t take back your attack and I don’t know for certain if you want snap again and try to kill me.” He exhaled hard.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Chephirah just watches Cole, narrowing her eyes a little bit, trying to read his lips. It was hard enough sometimes when someone was still, close, and facing her. But they were quite a bit apart, he was moving too much, and he wasn't exactly looking at her properly, so there was little hope of being able to understand his words. She didn't need to though, to know that she should stay exactly where she is. She knew what he was thinking, considering whether or not it was worth risking being near her when she could lose it and shift at any moment. Probably counting the ways he could flee without getting caught if it did happen. She picks up her notebook, taking the rubber band from it and throwing her hair up in a pony tail.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Explanations (Chephirah and Cole)

[dustkeepercole-blog]

Cole’s eyes narrowed, taking in the way her hands moved. What she did and he jumped back when she finally launched the book at him. The fairy lowers his arm enough to inch forward and makes a quick dash to the object, forcing it up lightening fast. Cole returned to his previous position and read what was written. His head lifted every few seconds to make sure the shifter hadn’t moved. Even though he knew his ears would have picked up on the sound. “Pain seems to bring you back to your senses.” Cole shook his head, uncertain of whether he should hear her out. His remark was cruel he knew that but he also had went through alot to heal his own wounds. “DON’T!! STAY THERE!” He shouts trying to think.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Chephirah stops backing up and stays frozen, not daring to move any direction, keeping her hands where he can see them. Not that it really mattered, she didn't have any type of weapon on her. But she knew that he didn't know that, so she keeps her hands out anyway. She watches him, unsure what's going to happen next, not even sure what exactly she wants to happen next. Hopefully he doesn't shoot me, is about the only thing she thinks of.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Explanations (Chephirah and Cole)

[dustkeepercole-blog]

Cole leaned his head at an angle, letting his ash orbs fall to his hand. The fairy adjusted his grip then continued to hold up his weapon. He lowered the blade a little while he read her words and his jaw tightened. “YOU SAYING YOU ACCIDENTLY GO AROUND STABBING OTHERS? SHIFT. THEN POUNCE ON THEM AND STARE THREW WILD EYES AT THEM LIKE THEIR DINNER!” He shouted back to her. Cole found that hard to believe.

[chephirahlion-blog]

This is going even worse than Chephirah thought it would, and she's not sure how to fix it. So she turns the pages in her notebook, to the last page, where she already has it written out. She pulls the rubber band out of her hair and puts it around the notebook so that it'll stay on that page, and then tosses the notebook towards Cole. It lands a little more than halfway across to him. "Read it," she mouths, pointing to the notebook, backing away a few steps. On the page she has it turned to, she'd already written, I have anger issues. I never know what triggers it, and if it gets bad enough, like that day, I don't remember it when it happens, but sometimes I'll just black out and attack or kill something. Usually I'll just kill deer or rabbits or something. You're the first person I attacked in years, and I'm sorry. But I can't control it. I don't like hurting people.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Explanations (Chephirah and Cole)

[dustkeepercole-blog]

Cole mistook her even though her hands came up in something of a surrender. He didn’t trust it. The fairy sidesteps to create more distance when her arms and hands start messing with some kind of book he tightened his hold on his weapon. Fairies had a keen eye-sight and he read the bold dark letters as soon as his ash orbs fell on them. Still her words didn’t process to well with him. “YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE THAT!” He shouts angrier then he had before.

[chephirahlion-blog]

"Well, no," she mouths truthfully. She hadn't really expected anything differently than exactly what's happening. She turned a page in her notebook and wrote, in the same style as before, "I'm sorry I attacked you before. I didn't do it on purpose, I swear."

[chephirahlion-blog]

Explanations (Chephirah and Cole)

[dustkeepercole-blog]

Cole mumbled at the pressure on his shoulder not once but three times. “What is it?” His question barely fell from his lips when he saw the shifter behind him. He flung the book at her and crawled backwards to stand up in an instant. “YOU!” Cole hissed. The fairy had took his sword out and flung the sheath into the sand, holding it out he backed up in a defensive stance.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Chephirah ducks away from the book, backing up quickly, holding up both her hands as she mouths, "Wait, wait, wait!" She's not surprised that he draws his sword, but she keeps her distance. "I can--" she starts to sign, but then remembers that he doesn't understand sign language. So instead, she takes out her notebook from the bag she's taken to carrying, along with her pencil, and she writes, in big, bold and dark letters to make sure he can see between the distance between them, "I'm not here to hurt you."

[chephirahlion-blog]

Explanations (Chephirah and Cole)

Chephirah hadn’t been able to stop thinking about when she attacked Cole, and when he stuck an arrow in her side. She still had the wound, though it was mostly healed, but she didn’t even really care about it. She couldn’t remember what happened, how they went from having a decent conversation to fighting, but she didn’t really think too hard about that either. That was normal. But he didn’t know that, didn’t know anything that happened. She knew he probably thought that she attacked him on purpose. Anyone would. She would have, if the roles had been reversed. She wanted to explain it to him. So she walks through the forest and to the beach, near the pirate ships, looking around for Cole.

[dustkeepercole-blog]

The fairy was sitting in the sand looking at the ocean waves as they rolled in. In his hand rested a old soggy book that had washed it’s way to the shore; fragile pages fluttered up and down everytime the wind blew. Cole looked down at it and traced the binding with his thumb before opening it up. He was careful to turn the pages easy even though they wanted to stick together. “What?” He hissed while squinting his eyes to magnify his vision; he cursed the ink that made it difficult to make out the words. Cole heard a noise and he rose his hand up, shooing the person away. His nose never caught the scent of the shifter and his good senses were occupied. “I’m concentrating. Don’t bother me.” Not the wisest of decisions on his part to keep his back turned. Far less likely had he known who it was.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Chephirah spots the boy on the beach and walks over, not hearing his words and ignoring his shooing hand. This was too important than whatever he was doing. As she gets closer, tilting her head so she can see, and sees the soggy book in his lap, she does wonder what he's doing. But she'll ask about that later, if she's given the chance. For now, she just taps him on the shoulder, not planning on going away until he at least looks up.

[chephirahlion-blog]

Explanations (Chephirah and Cole)

Chephirah hadn't been able to stop thinking about when she attacked Cole, and when he stuck an arrow in her side. She still had the wound, though it was mostly healed, but she didn't even really care about it. She couldn't remember what happened, how they went from having a decent conversation to fighting, but she didn't really think too hard about that either. That was normal. But he didn't know that, didn't know anything that happened. She knew he probably thought that she attacked him on purpose. Anyone would. She would have, if the roles had been reversed. She wanted to explain it to him. So she walks through the forest and to the beach, near the pirate ships, looking around for Cole.

[thefallenangelfromthesky-blog]

Rose laughs ‘‘ if it makes you happy it’s fine for me , i always wants a strong friend . ‘‘ She says and adds ‘‘ i can say the same about ballet it clams me down after a stressful day or situation . I forget everything around me and dance. It’s weird I now ‘‘ She laughs and looks at her ‘‘ Why do you became a shifter ? ‘‘

[chephirahlion-blog]

"I was born a shifter," Chephirah signs. "Is ballet hard? I've seen people do it on tv before I came here, it always looked really hard to me." It briefly occurred to her that maybe she's not the best judge of something like that, since she's too chicken to even try climbing a tree, but Chephirah doesn't mention that part.

[thefallenangelfromthesky-blog]

‘‘ Out of my opinion is it a good word ‘‘ Rose smiles ‘‘ Ähm yeah , i draw and dance .I#m a ballet dancer since i was little .  You ? Any hobbies beside hunting ‘‘ She says sarcastic and laughs a little .

[chephirahlion-blog]

Chephirah has to actually think about that for a few seconds before she signs, "Actually...no. Hunting's pretty much it." She lets out a short laugh. "Probably not the healthiest hobby in the world, but it keeps me from going crazy."