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 Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 9:16 pm
It had been a long day. Gzifa had made her first friend--her first outside the family friend, who had offered her the chance at adventure, and not laughed at her for being afraid of the lightning. Then, she'd come back, only to have her mother tell her no and compare her to her sister. She was Gzifa! Nobody else!
The young female had waited until night fell then swiftly begun her escape. Unfortunately, Gzifa was not really that 'swift' of a wild dog, and was so busy looking behind her to make sure she wasn't being followed she never thought to look ahead.
"Ooof!" The collision did little other than make her stumble back. Her ears perked in surprise, but the rest of her just suggested her anxious. Which she was. "Kisho? What are you doing up? Go to sleep."
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 8:57 am
Kisho looked down at his sister with bright crimson eyes, his expression on of distance and control. "I was waiting for you," was his simple reply as he barely moved, almost like a statue in the night. He had known she was leaving. He knew far more then most, especially with what he was. "Don't worry," he added in a cool, smooth tone. "I'm not here to stop you." He had not stopped his other sister, either. No, this was simply his attempt to make his goodbyes and to make sure she was certain in her choice. That was all.
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 6:34 pm
Gzifa's teeth were clutched together and bared, as if she would growl, but she didn't. One would question if she even knew how, being a generally mild-tempered individual, always upbeat and optomistic.
Until now, of course.
The expression softened into one of surprise, then one of shame. What did she think she was going to do if he had planned to stop her? Attack him? She did in fact know how to growl, but couldn't imagine making such a noise toward her brother...
Not that her and Kisho had ever been particularly close. It was amazing how much family she had, yet she never felt a strong bond with her siblings. She loved them dearly, yes, but there was a difference.
"You were...waiting for me?" she repeated quietly. Maybe they were closer than she thought? Kisho had always seemed so quiet and sort of cold to her... "Kisho was waiting for me? But why?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 6:43 pm
Kisho had never been one to show his emtions outwardly, or at least not very well. But the depth of his devotion to his family was unfathumable. He would waste precious time on them when logically there was no need, he would actually make jokes and offer some affectionate sarcasm. And he could grace them with rare smiles, something a stranger could never imagine to ever touch his features. But he couldn't expect them to understand, to see it. He could only continue as he was. He regretted nothing.
"I know you're leaving," he said simply. He eyed her with a gaze that seemed to see everything, to already know the answer's she'd give, "Why are you going...?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 6:57 pm
"How do you know?" Gzifa blurted. Immediatly afterward she shook her head. It didn't really matter. As long as nobody tried to stop her it didn't matter who knew, or how they knew it. Her eyes fell to the ground, clouded and thoughtful.
"I thought it was for Khima... My friend Khima. It didn't make sense that I would want to leave this family for the company of someone I just meant, though, but I realized." Her eyes lifted to meet her brothers and she smiled a smile that wasn't happy. "I've realized that isn't why. It's because of what Mother said to me. She compared me to our sister. Somebody is always doing that. I don't want to be looked at as one among many, but as Gzifa only, do you know what I mean?"
Turning her head to the left, then the right, she surveryed the area with a sad gaze. She really would miss this place... "I want to be with others who look at me as only Gzifa. I don't want to be told no or judged based on what anyone else has done." Somehow she felt wrong saying that, since she basically was doing exactly what her sister had done. "I don't think Mother can do it."
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 7:17 pm
"You misjudge her," Kisho said simply, but he seemed satisfied by her asnwer. That was more then a good reason to leave. He wanted nothing but the well being of his family, and if that meant Gzifa needed to leave so be it. "But I wish you well...you will be missed," a small, sad smile flowed across his maw, his eyes never loosing that knowing sheen. "Take care of yourself, Sister."
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 7:21 pm
Gzifa stood in silence for quite a while. She looked as if she expected her brother to leave, but at the same time appeared as if she had more to add. When she finally did so, her voice was even more quiet, not likely to have been heard had it been an hour where the pack had more noise.
"Kisho," she began. "I think I may have misjudged you. You care about all of us, don't you? Why do you act that way if that's the case?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 7:26 pm
Kisho tussled her head with a lifted paw, his smile remaining as his eyes looked a little sad. "Someone needs to think for all of you," he murmured with a saracastic breath. Then, with a turn of his head he said more seriously, "This is my family. I'll do anything for it, and this is the best support I can offer. I am the branch...you all are the flowers. You must bloom, I'll support you. No matter what." He took a step back. Goodbyes were hard as it was. He gave his head a nod, "Good luck, Gzifa. Above all else, stay happy. Stay proud." He turned in the dark, ready to make his way back home before either of them were noticed missing. He would cover for her until she was well away.
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 7:33 pm
The female openly stared at him. Is that really how he felt? What a horrible way to live! Troublesome, and no fun, and... She couldn't even reason something like that, and trying to do so was giving her a pounding headache.
Her sibling was nearly out of sight when she spoke--yelled--for the last time in a long time in the lands of her birth. "I'm not her!" she called. "I'll come back, I swear! Kisho, please take care of everyone until then! When I come back, I'll help you! I won't let anyone carry everything like that alone forever! I'll be back!"
One day, she thought with determination. She would come back, a better wild dog, a stronger one, and she would prove that her leaving was a good idea. Yet now, her heart still ached. Just not quite enough to stop her from running.
I'll miss everyone here until that time.
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