Thread: ☢A World on the Brink☢ ::[Haru|Dreaming]::

A cold wet nose to the face was not something Keishara Valmaris would ever get used to. Soon that nose turned into a large paw on her stomach out of excitement that she was finally waking up. Get off, she grunted shoving the large beast that huffed in protest only to bound off the bed with a large thud. All it took was that loud thud for Keishara to spring up from the bed causing her other furry companion to bolt up in surprise as it was flung to the floor. Keishara immediately glared at the large feline Asim who merely sat on his haunches licking one of his front paws as if he had done nothing. Just as Keishara had feared, the door to her room opened with her mother, Lady Gemstarzah , standing in the doorway. The look on her mother's face said all that needed to be said, Keishara was her mothers biggest disappointment. Again, you defy me and bring that beast into our home, the words sounded almost strained as they left Gems lips and Shara wondered if the vein in her neck would pop at any moment. You are no longer a child Keishara. Why do you insist on being one? her mother droned on as Shara merely rolled her eyes. May I get dressed mother? she asked with a mocking tone receiving a nasty glare before her mother stormed from the room. Shara let out a deep sigh as she turned to glare at Asim who merely looked at her with a grin. Next time you are staying outside, she stated only to have Asim throw his head back silently laughing at her. That was how practically every morning went for Keishara since the day her father had passed in the war with the demons. Still vivid in her memory she could recall the day they received the news, her mother collapsing onto the ground a sobbing mess having lost the one man she truly loved. From that day forward Keishara had never seen her mother wear anything other than black and her happy demeanor had turned into a bitter one. It caused the two to fight constantly never seeing eye-to-eye and failing at the simple task of communication. So already in a frustrated mood, Shara finished dressing before yanking her longbow off the wall and picking up the quiver of arrows beside the door. There was no way shed be staying in her home longer than she needed, not when there was a vast forest to explore that she loved so dearly. Asim followed behind her nudging her in the back to move faster before growling when the home guardian Chizbo pounced up onto his back and finally leaped off Asims head to perch itself upon Sharas shoulder. They were her entourage that went everywhere with her and shed have it no other way. Where do you think you are going, young lady? Her mother bellowed knowing exactly where her daughter was headed. Gen did not approve of it for a second. Out, Shara replied as she stood there waiting for her mothers verbal lashing. For a second there was just silence. Gemstarzah just could not believe how stubborn her daughter was and wondered why out of all her traits her child had to get that one. You are aware that Lord Zhorons son has taken an interest in you? Running off to put your life in danger to hunt down an Ogre is ill-befitting of a maiden and this is the first suitor who has presented himself, her mother stressed her hand going to her brow to rub her temple in agitation. Three seasons, three seasons and not a single eligible bachelor wanted her wild and reckless daughter. Now that one has presented himself, Shara would not even give him the time of day. All Gem wanted was what was best for her daughter but she felt like her daughter fought her every step of the way. Just be back here and dressed appropriately. I agreed to you attending a dinner with him, Gem explained getting the nastiest glare from her daughter. Shara was beyond pissed, Alvaro Sylran, Zhorons son was a narcissistic prick. Polish your apology because I am not going to attend, she responded clenching her bow tighter as she stalked to the door. Do not slander this families name, her mother snapped to receive the response, Then you should have never set up that dinner without my consent! The second Shara stepped outside she inhaled deeply letting the calm of the forest relax her nerves. Old man Dohlran sat on a nearby bench. Another fight? he asked chuckling heartily at the annoyed look on Sharas face. Be safe out there today, Ive heard discussions that theyve spotted one of the ogres. Id tell you not to go but I know you a courageous to the point of recklessness like your father, he rattled off glad to see a smile on the young womans face. Dont worry about me, Ill bring back the ogres head for you, she replied with a grin before jumping on Asims back and taking off across the bridges until the were on the forest floor . The morning had turned to afternoon, and soon the afternoon was headed into the evening. Shara was beginning to lose hope as the hours passed and she could find no signs of the ogre. About ready to give up shed laid herself across Asim who padded across the forest floor at a brisk and gleeful pace to be out in the wild again. It was the moment he halted to a stop and lowered to the ground that she got the message. Quickly she got back into a low-seated position to see what was going. This was like nothing shed seen before, a human, one of the two ogres and one of the great stags. At first, she was fascinated to lay eyes on a human having heard about them and seen illustrations but never encountered one in real life. The second thing she noticed that upset her was the arrow sticking out of the stags leg. How could someone do that? Her eyes were back on the human noticing the arrow notched in his bow, the same one in the stags leg. So the fact she felt an urge to help the strange man deplored her. She deemed herself completely mad as she readied her bow in the shadows of the trees hidden from view. All that could be heard in the distance was a clicking sound of someones tonguing against the roof of his or her mouth. In seconds Asim leaped out from where they hid his teeth bared, his jaw ready to clamp down on the ogre, and claws ready to sink into the monsters tough flesh. Left in his stead was Keishara who let an arrow fly perfectly aimed for the back of the Stags skull to put the animal out of its suffering. They were a duo that needed no form of communication to know exactly what the other needed. With another clicking with her tongue, she signaled for Asim to take off after hed agitated the ogre enough to be the creatures sole target. Asim had full confidence he could outrun the beast without any issues. Kieshara, on the other hand, disappeared into the tree line again her target was now the human. Never once taking her eyes off the ogre that Asim scratched and bit Kieshara closed the distance between her and the strange man. Clenched in one of her fists was a short sword that she pressed against his neck when she came up behind him. Why is a human like you in elven territory? she asked her voice betraying the attempt at being threatening. Unlike her fellow elves, she harbored no ill will towards humans and found them quite fascinating. Upon her shoulders curled up like a small personal scarf Chizbo growled at the mysterious being deeming anything and anyone that got close to Shara a threat. So even though her voice contained a strong sense of curiosity she had a pair of companions bent on keeping her safe. We do not appreciate having our wildlife killed so carelessly, she spoke her gripping tightening on the leather tightly bound around the handle of the sword. Her free hand hovered over the second sheathed blade ready to pull it out if necessary. One does not allow animals to suffer or die a painful death in these parts, she explained obviously in an awkward position of what she was required to do. Now she knew she needed to hate humans but she honestly saw no reason and now that one was directly in her line of sight she had no idea what to do. She thought about what her mother would do and she felt decapitating this man was not the right course of action.