Re: Leaving the Nest (Aust/Chibi)
Eryne was smiling faintly as she opened the door and entered Seli's room, gently closing the door behind her before slowly approaching her Harpy sister, her every step as careful and cautious as if she were stepping on hot coals. Unless Seli protested, Eryne would slowly move towards a seat near, if not next to, her fellow Harpy, but hesitated before seating herself. "Ah, mind if I sit here, Seli?", she'd chirr the words out softly, seemingly desiring to sit close to her kin, if respectfully so, not wanting to breach any personal space.
If Seli would deny Eryne proper seating, the Harpy would back off slightly, nodding sadly but acceptingly. If Seli allowed her kin a seat, even if it might be a little close, Eryne would smile softly, happily even, and slowly take her seat, and listen to Seli's words, the willful Harpy had Eryne's full attention. At first Eryne looked a bit confused as Seli motioned to everything in such a way, only to blink and cower back slightly; she went from almost happy looking to meek and frail in an instant.
"I... we're... We're not caged, Seli...", Eryne stammered the words out, her voice week and powerless. Then her eyes widened as Seli called Mishen a punk, and Eryne moved her hands to cover her mouth as she gasped quietly. "Mishen isn't... he is no punk!", tears had begun to form in the harpy's eyes, and she sniffled softly. "Mishen saved me, from a life worse than you can imagine!", Seli had to choke back the tears, her weak little hands curling into small fists. It was likely the first time Seli had seen Eryne anything even close to resembling being angry, but even that was a weak, pale shadow of what true fury was.
"What do you know, Seli? Of life out there? Of life as a captive, as you put it? Nothing. Mishen have told me, you were born a slave. From what I've heard, you had a pleasant, if dull, life growing up!", Eryne sobbed softly, her hands uncurling, slowly moving up to cover her mouth and face, almost desperately, as if realization was slowly setting in. "Not like... Like I... You... you don't know what... what I have... I... I'm sorry... sorry, sorry, sorry...", and that proved to be too much, as Eryne stopped holding her tears back, and bawled out, tears rolling down her cheeks as she looked as if only wanting to curl up and hide away from the world. Her spirit and will was beyond broken.