[PRP] Your spirit calls to me (Apollo/Evoe)

[jinxgirl5]

Apollo walked through the dense forest terrain that made up his home, where the luxurious undergrowth made up for the lack of cover from the tall trees, and where a fox like himself could just blend in with the landscape. He was feeling both incredibly cheerful and more than a little guilty.

It had been some time since the day Evoe had first fallen out of the tree she'd been climbing and landed on top of him, and the two had been steadily getting closer. Apollo didn't think he'd ever been happier in his life than when he was hanging out with the thrill-seeking vixen and the thought of never seeing her again was actually painful.

But when the fun had stopped and he was alone with his thoughts, doubt plagued him. How was he being fair, or either his tribe, his family, or Evoe? He still hadn't told anyone about her, and the longer they waited the worse the blow-up would be when they were discovered. When, not if, because Apollo was sure they'd be found out eventually. And Evoe... She loved to travel, loved to see the world and do things. She'd probably been living here longer than she had been anywhere else since her parents had died. He knew there was almost a zero percent chance of her ever joining a tribe, so how was it fair to her that he kept stringing this whole thing out in a selfish desire to keep seeing her? She'd leave one day, because that was just who she was, and because he hadn't been able to chase her away before anything developed between them he was now exposing her to hurt and pain.

Apollo sighed gustily and tried to shove the heavy thoughts to the back of his head. It really didn't seem like there was an option that left everyone feeling happy. Really, it was all coming down to what he wanted. What did he want, what did Evoe want. More importantly, what where they both willing to do to get what they want. It was so hard to bring it up and have a serious talk, not when there was nothing but difficult choices to discuss and so many more pleasant distractions offered by the forest.

Once he got closer to the general area he and Evoe would meet up in, Apollo began to whistle the special tune he and she made up so she'd know it was him. If Evoe was around and in the mood for company, she'd know he was here and where he was.  

[NymiiNym]

Lucky for Apollo, Evoe was desperate for company.

They hadn't seen each other for a few days, though that wasn't new. Evoe had long accepted that Apollo belonged somewhere. While she was someone he was close to he did not belong with her in the woods. He had a home, and though it hurt to remember that each day he'd go back to his home, she knew it was just how life was for the both of them. He would spend time with her, she would run around and chase him up trees, and then the sun would set and he would leave and return at some random time to restart everything.

She could not follow him, either. She could not just decide one day to join his home. She wasn't like that. As much as she was beginning to realize she liked the boy she knew she did not belong in one place at a time. She just was not that female. She needed travel, and already she was itching to get up and leave. But she couldn't. Not yet. Not without seeing Apollo again, and not without figuring out what they were. They. It was a weird word. She hadn't had another person to worry about since her parents death, and now here she was, claiming Apollo and her as a they.

It was stupid of her, wasn't it? To let emotions get in the way. She was a traveler, he wasn't. He stayed. She moved. The deities must hate her to have her fall for a boy who couldn't go with her. She must have done something horrible. Still, she could stay just a little longer, right? Just a few more days. One day, she knew her feet would run and she'd be forced to leave. Her instinct was stronger than any other emotion, and while she would never forgive herself she knew one day she wouldn't respond to his whistle.

But today was not that day. Today was an Apollo day. His whistle cut through the trees and in seconds the pink, black, and teal vixen came crashing out of the branches, landing almost on the male. No warning was given before she clambered right onto him and nuzzled into his cheek, purring gently as the familiar scent reminded her that it was Apollo!

"Hey hey! You took forever this time, I was scared you forgot me!" It was a joke, mostly. Rolling off him and onto her side, she pawed at his face before tilting her head, offering him a gentle pout. "You look worried. What happened? Are you okay?"  

[jinxgirl5]

Apollo wrinkled his face comically; he didn't have to work too much at it since Evoe was already smushed against him. But damn the girl was getting so much better at moving around in the trees! Probably from all that practice of trying to fall and land right next to him, as opposed to onto him. He gave a gentle push back, returning the gesture of greeting.

"Forget you? Babe, I can't walk under a tree any more without wondering if you're in it," he exclaimed with a laugh. Probably because the funny part was that it was more truth than joke.

Once the laughter stopped a small grimace flashed across his face. He gave his head a casual toss with a hint of an eye roll as if to say it wasn't anything important, but he answered the question anyway. "Too much ace. Keeps harshing my mellow and ruining the fun. Should probably do something about it to make it stop, but-," he shrugged again as another grimace passed across his face.