#wrathariis

[sansvoir-a-blog]

NEVA,  HERSELF,  HAS  LITTLE  TO  NO  EXPERIENCE  WITH  HUNTING  GAME  VIA  BOW  AND  ARROW.  Truth  be  told,  while  he  nocked  and  loosed  each  of  his  arrows,  she  stood  back  and  watched  silently  for  a  time.  She  appreciated  the  nuances  of  it,  and  the  soreness  that  oft’  came  with  archery.  Instead,  to  catch  her  share  of  their  meal  that  evening,  Neva  had  split  away  from  her  unlikely  companion  to  set  up  a  series  of  traps  for  whatever  game  was  lurking  nearby.  

SHE,  TOO,  HAD  CAUGHT  VERY  LITTLE.  Again,  she  watched  him  deftly  begin  the  workings  of  a  fire.  Settling  after  clearing  away  some  of  the  debris  around  the  site  they’d  chosen,  Neva  rested  her  catch  alongside  his  kill  and  pulled  her  knees  close  to  her  chest  once  she  sat,  leaning  her  back  against  a  large  jutting  rock.  Absently,  she  worked  at  removing  scale - armour  gloves  from  each  hand  and  placed  them  beside  her.  A  soft  sigh  slipped  past  her  lips,  but  was  cut  short  at  his  inquiry  following  her  own.

“HUH?”  She  spoke  that  one  small  word  and  blinked  twice  at  him.  Neva  warred  with  herself,  then,  about  whether  or  not  to  lie  to  him.  She  shook  her  head.  “Ah.  .  .  I’m  just  thinking.  .  .  well.  .  . you  don’t  really  have  to  stick  around  if  you  don’t  want  to. I  mean.  .  .  we  barely  know  each  other.”

c.  ❃  wrathariis

[mxltitude-blog]

wrathariis replied to your post: { Hiatus }

I wish you the best of luck !!! ��

Thank you~ I am honestly incredibly excited! I got into my top school and I just love the campus so it is a dream come true! Also! And this I find to be wonderful: My university has a week long welcome event for the first years. We have two concerts, and two shows on the first week alone! 

[mxltitude-blog]

@wrathariis || ask

At first, she had not noticed Sabareta’s unusual nervous behavior or the silence that surrounded him, but once she had, she had grown worried. So worried she had to ask him if he was alright, and she had. What she hadn’t expected was for him to suddenly stop and place his hands in her shoulders.

Tilting her head to the side, she stopped and waited, curious about what he wanted to tell her. Her eyes roamed his face, noticing his blush, the slight tremble of his eyes. 

She was aware that something was occurring, something important if Sabareta’s behavior was of an sign. She was aware, but she didn’t know what. All she could do was wait and watch as he gathered his wits, still... She found herself placing one of her hands over one of the hands in her shoulder, in hopes that it would help him say whatever he had to say.

Then. Then he leaned down and she felt his lips press against hers. Shock coursed through her veins, followed by an intense affection. Blood rushing to her cheeks, she felt herself blush as Sabareta pulled back. Eyes wide in surprise, she opened her mouth and tried to speak, once, twice, thrice. The brief kiss had left her breathless, it seemed.

“T-That is good. That y-you are fine, I mean.” Smiling shyly, if a tad nervous, she reached for one of his hands with both of hers and squeezed softly. “A-And as for the kiss? You don’t need to apologize.” Taking a deep breath, she squeezed his hand once more and finally, finally let out the feelings that had begun to grow inside of her. “I-I liked it a lot... Actually. I like you a lot.”

[mxltitude-blog]

@wrathariis || ask

Burrowing her head into his chest, she all but melting into his frame when he returned the embrace. All the stress from the last few weeks disappeared into nothing as soon as his hands came around her. Closing her eyes, she sighed contently at the feeling of safety filling her.

Tilting her head up, she sent him a soft smile, arms still hugging him tightly. “I was just happy to see you, Sabareta.”

[envyliansquire-blog]

sabareta.   (@wrathariis)

❝And get yourself killed? Don’t be a fool.❞ In spite of normally holding some form of faith in the other’s words, he can’t commit himself to follow through on this one — Logi was merely being swayed by his own emotions ( that tasted the bitterness of the real world ) — unaware of the consequence that would come with making a poor decision. ❝In case you’ve forgotten, Agatha and I can’t do this ALONE.❞

          “I know that!” He ran a hand through his hair, as a means of trying to vent out of his frustration. “I-It’s just...” His voice almost became like a mumble, before he let out another sigh. “Dias... Dias is out there and I just...! I want him to listen, before he does anything stupid-” His voice catches in his throat and he wants to scream but he can’t. He knows what his brother has already been doing was stupid- rash, irresponsible actions that can put so many things on the line- but, he knew that he must have had some reason for it-!

          “Dias and his army aren’t going to stop unless something stops them.” Logi finally manages to say, after a small struggle to collect his thoughts of frustration. “If I have to be the one to stop them, then... I’m sure he’d listen to us!”

[mxltitude-blog]

@wrathariis || starter

It was not uncommon for the shop to return to certain places over and over again. Not when it was needed, but it was always a welcomed surprise to be dropped into a world she recognized. One where she had already formed bonds and forged friendships. Excitement making her skip, she let her smile widen when she spotted Sabareta in the distance. Grasping the basket with one hand, she used the other to wave at him. “I promised you that I would make you try my cooking the next time we met, didn’t I? Well, here it is! A full Venezuelan dinner.”