10-19-2019, 01:05 PM
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A s p e c t a b u n d . adj.
Following the trail of strange plates led exactly where the young wildcat expected them to. Nothing smelled amazing burnt, nor looked reassuring stable to walk on made out of jellybeans. The prince refrained the thoughts however, listening quietly to the colorful snow leopard's outburst, mulling over every word with his brows creased.
"Feza," Torren began gently, frown resting on his maw. "Wormwood does not want to kill you." He sets his tone calm, with no room for argument. His eyes regard the usually vibrant guardsman kindly, gleaming gently. "Every member of Tanglewood, can vouch he would never hurt a fellow tribemate, Feza and you are a tribemate."
"From what I gather, the two of you just don't see eye to eye. That's okay. Everyone sees the world differently, Feza. I think that's what makes the world wonderful, honestly."
"You're scared of him. That's okay too, okay?" After all, Wormwood was larger than the leopard. In the feral world he'd give merit to that sort of fear. "But you have to understand, Wormwood is not the Wormwood from your nightmares. Your fear is changing your perception of him. I promise he doesn't want to kill you." You probably just annoy him a little, but that's fine. What's a little annoyance? Torren came from a life wrought with the annoyances a younger sister brought -- no one like Wormwood would kill someone over annoyance.
"Feza, you don't think before you act. You just assume a plan will work and make others happy, without asking them what it really is that makes them happy. That's all. And that's probably why Wormwood doesn't always like your plans, but like I said, not everyone sees eye to eye. That's okay." He smiled softly, head tilted lightly.
"It's wonderful you want to make others happy, Feza. Maybe think about it a little though? Not everyone is the same, so not every plan will make everyone happy. Take a new approach, and I think you'll start seeing the results you want."
Following the trail of strange plates led exactly where the young wildcat expected them to. Nothing smelled amazing burnt, nor looked reassuring stable to walk on made out of jellybeans. The prince refrained the thoughts however, listening quietly to the colorful snow leopard's outburst, mulling over every word with his brows creased.
"Feza," Torren began gently, frown resting on his maw. "Wormwood does not want to kill you." He sets his tone calm, with no room for argument. His eyes regard the usually vibrant guardsman kindly, gleaming gently. "Every member of Tanglewood, can vouch he would never hurt a fellow tribemate, Feza and you are a tribemate."
"From what I gather, the two of you just don't see eye to eye. That's okay. Everyone sees the world differently, Feza. I think that's what makes the world wonderful, honestly."
"You're scared of him. That's okay too, okay?" After all, Wormwood was larger than the leopard. In the feral world he'd give merit to that sort of fear. "But you have to understand, Wormwood is not the Wormwood from your nightmares. Your fear is changing your perception of him. I promise he doesn't want to kill you." You probably just annoy him a little, but that's fine. What's a little annoyance? Torren came from a life wrought with the annoyances a younger sister brought -- no one like Wormwood would kill someone over annoyance.
"Feza, you don't think before you act. You just assume a plan will work and make others happy, without asking them what it really is that makes them happy. That's all. And that's probably why Wormwood doesn't always like your plans, but like I said, not everyone sees eye to eye. That's okay." He smiled softly, head tilted lightly.
"It's wonderful you want to make others happy, Feza. Maybe think about it a little though? Not everyone is the same, so not every plan will make everyone happy. Take a new approach, and I think you'll start seeing the results you want."