[PRP] Laying the Groundwork (Forward by Choice x Leaves You Breathless)
Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2024 11:41 pm
The shock of losing track of Forward by Choice stopped her progress. Seeing the ghost in front of her now elicited a rush of memories.
The large muscular brown Acha that appeared beside her smiled a familiar smile. "It has been a long time child. I see your glow has only grown brighter. So cruel of nature to give one of her best hunters such a disadvantage in the fray."
"I'm not a child anymore Call of the Hunt. And you're not real. Y-you died a long time ago." She shakingly responded.
"You may have overcome the trial of youth given to you by the mist, but that does not mean that you have truly grown. To this day, you still carry my ambition to go beyond the desert. You want to be like me and suffer from the pangs of the ache. There's nothing out there for you child-- nothing for any kin. You are already the apex of hunting prowess among your own kind, as I was, isn't that enough? You can settle down. Find a good male to give you progeny. Pass down my teachings. I can show you, here in the in between, what your future can bring. There's no reason for you to go further."
She swallowed the lump forming in her throat as she looks into the face of her beloved mentor while he belittles her efforts.
"Your ambition. Suffer like you. The apex among our kind, as you were. You, you, you.
None of this is about you, Call of the Hunt. I want to do this because of me. You gave up. I want to know what's out there beyond. I want to feel how it feels like to go against the pull of home. I want to be better than I was before. It may have been you who put these ideas in my head, but it is my choice to pursue them.
The real you would have been happy for me.
But like I said earlier, you're not real."
With a snarl of umbrage, she turns away from the Acha and keeps walking the way she was before. In her mind she thinks of Forward by Choice, hoping he is alright. Willing him to come back to her side.
The large muscular brown Acha that appeared beside her smiled a familiar smile. "It has been a long time child. I see your glow has only grown brighter. So cruel of nature to give one of her best hunters such a disadvantage in the fray."
"I'm not a child anymore Call of the Hunt. And you're not real. Y-you died a long time ago." She shakingly responded.
"You may have overcome the trial of youth given to you by the mist, but that does not mean that you have truly grown. To this day, you still carry my ambition to go beyond the desert. You want to be like me and suffer from the pangs of the ache. There's nothing out there for you child-- nothing for any kin. You are already the apex of hunting prowess among your own kind, as I was, isn't that enough? You can settle down. Find a good male to give you progeny. Pass down my teachings. I can show you, here in the in between, what your future can bring. There's no reason for you to go further."
She swallowed the lump forming in her throat as she looks into the face of her beloved mentor while he belittles her efforts.
"Your ambition. Suffer like you. The apex among our kind, as you were. You, you, you.
None of this is about you, Call of the Hunt. I want to do this because of me. You gave up. I want to know what's out there beyond. I want to feel how it feels like to go against the pull of home. I want to be better than I was before. It may have been you who put these ideas in my head, but it is my choice to pursue them.
The real you would have been happy for me.
But like I said earlier, you're not real."
With a snarl of umbrage, she turns away from the Acha and keeps walking the way she was before. In her mind she thinks of Forward by Choice, hoping he is alright. Willing him to come back to her side.