Post by Missa on May 3, 2009 7:22:33 GMT -5
"Can you believe it Ilyna..? Me... A candidate.."
Seated on the floor in the way only children seemed to be able to, Robin smiled as she leant forward, elbows resting on her thighs as she gazed at the sleepy green flitter. For a moment, she was sure the green had drifted off, only to hae her, surprisingly, lift her head and chirp sweetly. It wasn't like Ilyna to do anything sweet, she was normally pretty bad tempered, like her dam actually.
"Well, you know. Everyone probably thinks I'm too little, but... Well.. They let boys stand now." She wasn't about to look a gift runner in the mouth, if she could help it, but ever curious, she couldn't help but wonder if perhaps she shouldn't grow up a little.
Holding her hand out to Ilyna, the girl sighed softly, glancing about the candidate barracks almost solemely before she lightly rubbed the green's head,
"I miss Sparrow, you know? He'd know what to do, or what to say, he always knew. Do you think he'd be proud? Of me I mean.. There's no one else to be, cept you Ilyna. DO you think he'd be a candidate? What do you think his name would be? S'prow? I dunno..." Yet, to all her questions, her sassy green merely chirped and nudged her hand again. Chirping again, the green flared her wings slightly, obviously worried at the more sombre note to her voice than the normally chirpy tone.
"Oh I'm okay. I'm just a little lonely, I miss playing with people my own age... You know, tag, hide and go seek, mud wars..."
Seated on the floor in the way only children seemed to be able to, Robin smiled as she leant forward, elbows resting on her thighs as she gazed at the sleepy green flitter. For a moment, she was sure the green had drifted off, only to hae her, surprisingly, lift her head and chirp sweetly. It wasn't like Ilyna to do anything sweet, she was normally pretty bad tempered, like her dam actually.
"Well, you know. Everyone probably thinks I'm too little, but... Well.. They let boys stand now." She wasn't about to look a gift runner in the mouth, if she could help it, but ever curious, she couldn't help but wonder if perhaps she shouldn't grow up a little.
Holding her hand out to Ilyna, the girl sighed softly, glancing about the candidate barracks almost solemely before she lightly rubbed the green's head,
"I miss Sparrow, you know? He'd know what to do, or what to say, he always knew. Do you think he'd be proud? Of me I mean.. There's no one else to be, cept you Ilyna. DO you think he'd be a candidate? What do you think his name would be? S'prow? I dunno..." Yet, to all her questions, her sassy green merely chirped and nudged her hand again. Chirping again, the green flared her wings slightly, obviously worried at the more sombre note to her voice than the normally chirpy tone.
"Oh I'm okay. I'm just a little lonely, I miss playing with people my own age... You know, tag, hide and go seek, mud wars..."
