I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold; (Open)

[inafadingcrown]

Who: Galadriel and you
What: Wandering through the forest because oh, thank God, spring!
When: 4/7, anytime during the day
Where: the...forest
Rating: Can't see this going higher than PG
Notes: Brackets and prose are both fine; I'll switch to match.

It had been too long. Too long since she’d wandered through the woods, too long since she’d felt the grass beneath her bare feet.

Galadriel closed her eyes, letting the warm breeze blow back her hair, breathing in the first scents of spring. She placed a hand on each tree as she passed it, an almost affectionate gesture, making her way deeper into the forest.

At last, when the woods had begun to darken, the small amount of light filtering in through the canopy leaving them in a perpetual twilight, she stopped to rest and take in the stillness, unwilling to venture further- at least today.

Comments

[wilder]

[And that's why people like you Gladdy, you don't bring up the extra appendages]

Hm?

Yeah...I guess it is pretty lucky I didn't land on you, huh?

[inafadingcrown]

Lucky also that you did not suffer more serious injury. [You know, like anyone else would have, falling from a height like that.]

[wilder]

What? From that?

Oh c'mon...couldn't have been more than thirty feet- forty tops!

[inafadingcrown]

Men have broken bones from less.

[wilder]

...Oh.

[He had totally forgot about that...awkward. His wings will fold even tighter]

[Um]

Did they not drink enough milk?

[inafadingcrown]

[She gives a sudden clear laugh and holds up a hand in reassurance.] I will ask no more, if you would prefer. I am only glad to see you are unharmed; the reasons matter not.

[wilder]

No, it's...fine. [He'll loosen his wings a little and they ruffle a bit as they relax] You've probably already seen Martel anyway.

[Since you know, grandma and her powers are so not secret ever thanks]

[inafadingcrown]

I have. [Martel had shown her, in fact. Gotta talk to grandma about that, Zelos.] And we have spoken of it, though not at length. [But enough for Galadriel to be rather horrified.]

[wilder]

Oh? What did she say? [since seriously, it's good to know what about his powers people know about]

[inafadingcrown]

Not so much as you might think. There was some talk of crystals, but I believe I spent the majority of the conversation attempting to convince her that she was not responsible for her brother's actions.

[wilder]

Seriously? That again?! [He groans and slumps his shoulders] I know it's tough to hear, but it's getting really frustrating how she won't let that idea go!

[inafadingcrown]

In all fairness to her, this was quite some time ago.

[wilder]

[His wings ruffle in ways of showing a bit of annoyance]

I guess, but I think she still does it sometimes...

[a sigh]

I feel her brother deserved to die for what he's done, but none of us want to take his sins out on her. I know that.

[inafadingcrown]

And I am certain she knows this as well. [She looks up at the forest canopy for a moment, waiting for the words to form properly.] She raised him, she said. Were my daughter were to commit grievous sins, I would also feel responsible. It is not rational, but matters of the heart seldom are.

[wilder]

...I guess. [Sort of like how he felt responsible for his family misery even if it was beyond rational? Maybe, even if not the same situation at all.] Probably means there's no helping it, huh.

[inafadingcrown]

With time, perhaps she will free herself of the notion. Be patient with her.

[wilder]

Hey I'm patient! I'm amazingly patient Zelos Wilder! It's like my main virtue!

[He knows it takes time, but still B( ]

I just try not to bring anything up that could remind her of it.

[inafadingcrown]

[Oh, Zelos. It warms her heart when you show that you really do care. She smiles and places a hand on his arm.]

You are a good man, Zelos Wilder.

[wilder]

[////]

...It's not that. It just gets annoying having her apologizing all the time.

[inafadingcrown]

Of course. [Said in that "I clearly don't believe you" tone."]

[wilder]

[You know how birds wings get all puffy and haunch when annoyed?]

[Guess what his are doing.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Oh my goodness. That is actually kind of adorable. She is making a valiant effort not to stare, but she had no idea his wings would be so expressive!]

[wilder]

[Oh, he notices the fail attempt at not staring and realizes his wings are doing that, so he forcibly folds them against his back again]

...I'm still getting the hang of them, okay?

[You know, getting wing poker face down and all that]

[inafadingcrown]

I see why you keep them hidden, then. [Poker face is important. She gets that.]

[wilder]

...yeah.

[and jokingly!]

And you know, they'd make going through doorways a total pain.