[Of course Dezel is still here. He didn't expect Sorey to stay too long; there's still so much of the world left for him to explore, new places for him to see, messages from his old life to pick up. He's spent the past few days not resting, but gearing up for a trip with a human stomach. Been a while since he did that. And he's also sent off a message to the Sparrowfeathers. He thinks he'll probably hear back sooner rather than later.
It's... strange but exciting, traveling with Sorey again. He feels like he's stepping into someone else's shoes (for the second time). Sorey represents that one part of his old life, the one focused on revenge and nothing else. He's changed so much because of Sorey. Because of Rose. It's-- it's painful, but in a good way. He's never really learned how to heal, and Zaveid couldn't teach him that. Not really.
So he lingers. He lingers, and he thinks about what he'll do with the next seventy or so years. Sometimes he talks to the villagers but mostly he just keeps to himself, stalking the forest or helping out the human village at the base of the mountain.
But when a few days pass, he's there-- right where Sorey expects him to be. Dezel's always had a good sense of timing.]
You wanna cross the ocean, huh?
[The breeze picks up, a little cold yet full of promise. Dezel tucks his hat down but his soft smile is still visible.]
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Date: 2016-11-09 06:33 am (UTC)It's... strange but exciting, traveling with Sorey again. He feels like he's stepping into someone else's shoes (for the second time). Sorey represents that one part of his old life, the one focused on revenge and nothing else. He's changed so much because of Sorey. Because of Rose. It's-- it's painful, but in a good way. He's never really learned how to heal, and Zaveid couldn't teach him that. Not really.
So he lingers. He lingers, and he thinks about what he'll do with the next seventy or so years. Sometimes he talks to the villagers but mostly he just keeps to himself, stalking the forest or helping out the human village at the base of the mountain.
But when a few days pass, he's there-- right where Sorey expects him to be. Dezel's always had a good sense of timing.]
You wanna cross the ocean, huh?
[The breeze picks up, a little cold yet full of promise. Dezel tucks his hat down but his soft smile is still visible.]
Ladylake's a port town now. What do you say?