[AW] You'll Never Know

[Jarek]

JAREK -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We are the frayed, we are the torn We are the beaten and the scorned And now you’ve forced the beast to bare its teeth -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In the desert - such wings would be valued highly. The warriors of the land that had to trek through thick and heavy sands would appreciate such a creature. She could fly over the challenging terrain and provide an extraordinary benefit. The potential was truly endless; messages, carrying some goods and services. This creature he now knew to be named Caelum and she didn’t like being called a dragonfly. A dragonfly was beautiful and lithe, at times even was able to bite. Thus far it still seemed accurate, but he would keep his opinions to himself for now.  The dragonflies in the desert were creatures that flourished and took advantage of their surroundings. Some point in history they had adapted to being able to scavenge meat, from there their populace had bloomed out of control. He was hardly an expert and didn’t find their existence to be all that interesting beyond observing them flittering and fluttering.  “My sincere apologies Caelum.” he said softly, tasting the sound of her name, letting the silence hang. He stood still in some attempt to let her relax slightly. The last thing he wanted was for her to fly off and leave more of these questions unsolved. He wondered how common it was for equine in these lands to have wings. He also didn’t know what Denocte was. A herd?  A place? A tribe?  He noticed the flowers seemed to lead to her, they followed what potentially may have been her path. “I am Jarek of nowhere, I have walked the desert this entire season. I have never seen radiant blooms like these before” , observing the unusualness of the flowers. There were limited flowers that grew in the desert, when the rains came there would be a temporary show of colour and greenery before it faded back into the dull sands.  How did a creature that could fly feel in a cave? Did she feel as trapped and claustrophobic as he did? He didn’t truly believe himself a monster, but he knew that there were those in the world that didn’t appreciate his appetites. OOC: <3