* taking a bit of interest, he leans forward into the edges of the light *

And how, exactly, did you escape the same fate, young one?

*she stands in front of him, looking in his eyes. Her green eyes seem to burn through him.*

You make a veiled point.

::He remained, for the most part, emotionless, but now he saw it.. that twinkle in her eyes... the song probably didn't hold any true resemblence to the memories he thought he once held, it wasn't the bird.. it was her. Aside from the hair color; she was a spitting reminder of what would never be again. After a moment, his gaze shifted down and to the side. This was the close he had been to a person, let alone a woman, outside of combat in years. That sparkle, however, he still remembered like it was yesterday.::

"....."

::Though a bit pleased he could cheer her up; he felt a slight pain in his chest yet he would not show it. His gaze shifted slightly to the side of her, maybe trying to divert her attention elsewhere; but either way he was now completely silent again.::

*tilts her head to the left once again looking at him, she follows his eyes, looking beside her.*

::Perfectly predicted; when she would turn back to look at him he wasn't there. He was back in his place within the window sill; one knee bent, the other dangling, his gaze rested upon the bird who was now bouncing happily on his knee. He reached into his pouch and pulled out a small roll of bread; not warm and maybe not that fresh but still good within its years (or in bread terms: days). He broke off a small chunk and crumbled it within his fist and held it out to him letting him pluck what he wanted from his open palm.::

*looks back..she scratches her head looking around. Spots him back by the window. She smiles to herself watching him with the bird. She slowly walks over to him.*

I see you have taken a liking to the bird.

"..most of my life was spent residing with nature; I speak to them as they speak to me.."

::Those deep blues rose to her once again, only peering out from beneath that black hood which still covered his entire face. He only gazed at her for but a moment before he looked back to the bird.::

"..society should consider all living things as equals and not look upon themselves as superior beings.. when most of that which you see around you was here far before our own existence. if you only take the time to listen; you can learn far more than you would ever suspect."

::He paused for a moment as he looked to her slightly canting his head.::

"..your friend upstairs, he will be okay. But you should still keep an eye on him."

::Maybe she did maybe she didn't know this; but this man had never once step foot upstairs in this establishment so one could only wonder how he knew of such things.::

Did the crow tell you about him? I don't know what happen to him...I'm so worried about him...he is my only friend around here.

*She sits down in front of him, crossing her legs.*

Tell me more about listening to nature. please?

*She seemed like a excited child on christmas morning*

"..tell you more?"

::His eyes went from the bird as he plucked the last piece of bread to her, almost perplexed by her overwhelming interest and curiousity.::

yes.. please.


*Hey eyes shining at him, he seemed to travel a lot an knows much more then she does. She wants to hear some of his brave and scary stories.*

"...Years ago I had become gravely wounded by an arrow and wandered deep into a snowy forest far, far to the east. I lost all ability to press on and not to mention; I knew not where I was headed. I collapsed and could only remember seeing one red-eyed wolf creeping towards me. Death, I thought, had finally found me.."

::His eyes moved away from her and back to the bird. For a moment, as the crow bounced along his leg and hopped onto his one extended digit.::

"When I finally awoke.. I was resting against a tree near a frozen pond where that same wolf was resting on its hinds staring at the ice. I can't explain how or what took place but the arrow was removed from my flesh and I was already starting to get better. The wolf moved over towards me and just sat in front of me staring at me.."

::He paused for a moment as he looked towards her again.::

*she leaned forward, getting into the story. She rests her head in her hands an smiles at him.*

then what happen? Why were you over there?

"I tried to stand up but a hand touched my shoulder and a soft voice rang out. It was a beautiful elven woman who told me not to get up; I'd reopen my wound. I was frozen by her sudden appearance and I just stared at her for a moment as she laughed at me, 'What? You thought the wolf moved you here and removed that arrow?' She had a special relationship with that forest and, although she was the one who saved my life.."

::His eyes lowered for a moment as he sighed softly.::

"..it was the wolf who told her where to find me."

*Her mouth hung open.* wow...so it that the reason you listen to nature more?

*She yawned an rubbed her eyes.*

"..I stayed with her for almost a year..until I fully recovered, yet during that time I helped protect her forest alongside that wolf. She kept saying that if you 'Stop believing what you think to know then you will know what never thought you could believe.' It took a long tme of impatience and mess-ups to finally understand what she meant.."

::As he lifted the bird with his one digit perch and held it out to her.::

"..you should get some rest."

*she held out her hand for the bird, it jumps onto her hand, makes its way up to her shoulder an nuzzles the side of her face.*

will have to think bout that quote. Its a good one.

*she stands and stretches* I think that is a great idea. good night.

*She holds her hand out to him* My name is Tiage.

::He looked to her hand for a moment; wondering if there was supposed to be something in it, his brow arched slightly as he gaze rose to her he simply nodded softly.::

"..Kashell."

::One word said simply, nothing more. He was an elf who hadn't much experience with the formalities of society; like the hand shake, so he hadn't the slightest what she was implying. He just remained the way he was watching her for a moment.::

"..sleep well 'for nothing shall harm you this night."

*giggles softly, she slowly takes his hand an gives him a hand shake* Its called a hand shake. Was nice meeting you Kashell. I hope you stick around for a while.

*with that she heads up to the room with Daeron, she cuddles up in the chair, her thoughts seems to fade as sleep creeps up. The crow flys back over to Daeron to check on him, cuddling next to him falling a sleep.*

::She takes his hand shakes it, and he cants his head majorly lost in the goings on of that. he stares at his hand after she trots back up the stairs and eventually he just shakes it off. His eyes drift back out the window and up towards the moon::

" .... "

Feel free to take what you wish away for the hell hound if you dare.<puts her hand on her stomach and looks by the door. starts to scratch Taru behind the ear then asks him.> Do you think Drol will come back to me in one peace boy?