MY MOTHER TOLD ME

Someday I will buy Galley with good oars Sail to distant shores Stand up on the prow Noble barque I steer Steady course to the haven Hew many foe-men. My mother told me Someday I will buy Galley with good oars Sail to distant shores Stand up on the prow Noble barque I steer -------------

"Bless." Siofra mumbled standing amongst a field of small leaved plants. They nestled up against her striped ankles and wove around her plush pelt as if trying to hold her hand and get closer to young Siofra. Youthful and lovely, when she thought she was alone and in solitude her guard shuffled down around her and she let herself emote enjoyment. Her nose nuzzled down and pushed around the leaves. She inhaled a fresh and earthy aroma and parted her muzzle to take some nips at the leaves in test and experimentation. The taste was subtle, fresh and calmed. The perfect compliment to the pleasure she felt standing there.

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Someone hidden amongst the rocks, Sunny had appeared. Popping up from the falls to check the acoustics in this new area. Staring at the plants and vines around him. The area was absolutely gorgeous, all things considered. His golden eyes scanning every inch he could. Though, blocked by the vines falling from the ceiling, he did not notice the lady behind the curtain. Instead, his voice rang out, quite gorgeously.

“Babe, there's something tragic about you
Something so magic about you
Don't you agree?

Babe, there's something lonesome about you
Something so wholesome about you
Get closer to me.” He paused, paw lightly tapping the beat. He preferred higher singing to low, bass sounds. It had taken him a long time to perfect it, as well. Hadn’t been easy. Now he wanted everyone to hear it. Though he wasn’t aware he had any sort of company.

@Siofra

Here comes the Sun

And I’ll say, It’s alright...

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MY MOTHER TOLD ME

Someday I will buy Galley with good oars Sail to distant shores Stand up on the prow Noble barque I steer Steady course to the haven Hew many foe-men. My mother told me Someday I will buy Galley with good oars Sail to distant shores Stand up on the prow Noble barque I steer -------------

Her mind faded away from the taste of the plants she teased and tried between her lips and upon her tongue. Softer at first and then growing a voice filled her ears. No it wasn't just a voice- it was a song. Whoever owned it pulled to Siofra like a siren and she mounted no resistance as she took to investigating. A few careful paces and she found him- and he seemed as much a part of this place as the plants and earth itself in the way he adorned himself, in his passion. Siofra's character broke and she smiled in a genuine way. "Keep going please-" Siofra made herself known by the sounding of her voice; an unusual weakness within it as she asked for something. Gradually she let her body come into a place Sunflower would be able to see her- green foliage kissing at her ankles and clay pelt slightly windswept and out of place. "-it was lovely." And sorry I was spying.

@Sunflower

Suddenly, a woman appeared. A bit shocked, but he supposed it would’ve been easy to miss her. She was warm toned, looking much like the earth these plants grew in. She asked him to continue, and his ear flicked. Nodding. She added a compliment in and he smiled, turning towards her, his volume not too loud, nor quiet, perfect for this little sanctuary.

“No tight side, no rolling eyes, no irony
No 'who cares', no vacant stares, no time for me
Honey you're familiar like my mirror years ago
Idealism sits prison, chivalry fell on it's sword
Innocence died screaming, honey ask me I should know
I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door.” He finished the first verse, voice filling the grotto with song. Perfectly excited to have an enraptured audience, as he always was. It was especially nice to see someone pretty enjoy his song. Though he did notice the scent on her pelt was like that of his claimed cousin’s. He still sang the song directly to her. Trying to make a connection of some sort.

“Babe, there's something wretched about this
Something so precious about this
Oh what a sin

To the strand a dinner planned for you and me
A vine in paw for your other man to hang from a tree

Honey you're familiar like my mirror years ago
Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on it's sword
Innocence died screaming, honey ask me I should know
I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door.” He prepared for the final verse, his foot tapping the new rhythm. Nodding at her to keep it going as he closed his eyes, singing his heart out. Absolutely ecstatic, though keeping the bittersweet and loving undertones intact.


“Honey you're familiar like my mirror years ago
Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on it's sword
Innocence died screaming, honey ask me I should know
I slithered here from Eden just to hide outside your door.” He finished, bowing his crown at her. He looked back up at her, smiling in a charming manner, “does this wondrous muse have a name?”

@Siofra

Here comes the Sun

And I’ll say, It’s alright...

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Siofra coiled down on the ground; laying herself prone before Sunny as she intended to take in whatever sort of performance or song he was going to give to her. Intermittantly she would slowly close her eyes and let his song be felt across her chest, down to her heart and bones embodying and taking on the emotions he put behind the performance. Sometimes she opened her eyes and admiringly, full of approval, watched him with calm and pastel peach eyes. He swept her away to her great enjoyment.

"I am Siofra." Her name melodically came across her tongue and amongst her verbal greeting she gave a polite nod. A name and some formal kindness seemed a very small price to pay for the song from the charming and handsome young man. "And your name? I imagine with such a romantic heart you must have a name to match that." In the grotto, his song still ringing through her ears and the scent of plants and herbs rising around her she felt isolated. A small world, a window or time for just the two of them.

@Sunflower

It seemed the pretty young lady liked his song. Though she was a bit too young yet for him to properly flirt with her (as would probably be inappropriate.) But he admired her looks all the same. At her name, he smiled, “ah, what a lovely and feminine name.” At least, that’s how it sounded to him. His head tilted slightly at her question, “hm, I suppose it could be considered romantic. Sunflower,” he grinned, winking, “or Sunny, if you prefer.” He’d swore he’d smelled someone quite like her before. That young pale woman... what was her name? Euryale? Hm. Perhaps they were related, or just in the same pride.

“What brought such a lovely lady to the Grotto today?” He asked cordially, a bit curious and nosy, too. But as was his nature. He’d love a bit of gossip. But so far the lands seemed dry of any such drama. What a shame. Though he wished not to be involved in it himself. No, as stress-free and easy a life for him, please. With maybe a tad bit of romantic drama. Yes, that’s what he needed in life.

@Siofra

Here comes the Sun

And I’ll say, It’s alright...

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She had never considered her name to be 'feminine' but that said more of Siofra's vision of herself than anything else. His compliment brought a smile to her face and slight warmth in her cheeks. "Sunny suits you." Not in one way but two. He was as vibrant in soul as he was in body. Admitably a stark contrast to the men she grew up with and the exoticness of him only added to what appealed him to her.

And so she was happy to share some of herself with him. "Come." Siofra asked of him to come closer and nestle down on the earth with her. She lightly pressed some of the plants around her to the side with her paw, sweeping them so they barely bent out of place and then rolled back to where they belonged as her paw moved on. She plucked one with smaller leaves which released a sweet aroma as she broke the stem from the root. "This grotto is full of plants I've never seen before." As he was to the song she was to the earth and foliage. Her words, calm and certainly infinitely more subdued than his song, were filled with a similar passion and enjoyment to them. A pride. She nibbled on the leaf and let the herbacious taste spread over her tongue, having little more effect than something enjoyable to the taste.
@Sunflower

He hummed at her words, nodding. He’d always quite liked his name. His parents had chosen well. Though he couldn’t imagine himself as a ‘Goldenrod’ or ‘Tulip’ as they’d most likely pondered over. Sunny did not have a clue he was considered ‘exotic’ to Siofra. Would probably have been a bit offended by the notion, actually. But he was left unawares, instead laying next to the young lady. He looked at the plants as she picked one up. Smelling the sweet scent that filled the air. Ah, she was quite intelligent with plants, then. Daisy was interested in that craft, as well.

He nodded in agreement, “I’ve seen many plants and flowers, but none quite like this. Where I am from, there are fields filled to the brim with flowers. That’s why our family names after them.” He explained calmly, plucking a plant himself and nibbling it himself. Ah, it had such a fresh taste. Sunny allowed his golden eyes to wander around the area. Feeling at peace. Close to both Sól and Jord alike. They seemed to hold this domain within their grasp, even. Blessing the earth with many plants and allowing the blessed sun to peak through.

Oh… if only Poppy could see this place. He glanced back at Siofra, but then away again. It wasn’t right to ask her about Poppy. For all he knew, she could’ve been claimed into that pride too.

@Siofra

Here comes the Sun

And I’ll say, It’s alright...

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A homeland of flowers- his words brought to mind the aroma that his home must have in the spring as they all blossomed and bloomed. Colors abound she imagined- for however long they lasted. There was a peaceful cyclical nature to blooms and flowers. Things that do not last, never will no matter what you do, but are never entirely lost to you either. Next year they return to fade again.

Siofra sighed softly, taking a few more solid nibbles of the herb she'd plucked. Content that it was surely not poisonous she began to wonder if it might have any medicinal impact or just something that tasted calm and lovely. "My family likes to use names that have dark connotation, the bad guys from legends. Things or characters that cause trouble." Say that what it may about her family- at some point in history his ancestors saw flowers and said 'that will be a good name' where hers saw darkness. And so on children followed that tradition without question. Siofra among them- she shared the stark contrast to his own tradition without care or seeming perturbed. She was not oozing with pride over it all either- it was fact and seemingly one she was not going to be challenging anytime soon. "Your homeland sounds beautiful." Siofra circled around as her mind began to day dream of flower fields again

@Sunflower

He chewed thoughtfully on the fresh plant. Interesting. His family would never do something like that. The closest to dark things was a distant cousin named Holly, after the bright red, poisonous berries. She was actually quite lovely. “So, Siofra, you are here to cause mischief, then?” His voice sounded amused. The tradition was probably especially favored around teens, getting an edgy name. They probably thought themselves quite important due to it. But it was an intriguing way to name your cubs, to be sure.

Sunny nodded at her words. “It was, but our matriarch wanted us to move. So we did.” He glanced at her, looking a bit awkward, “I believe she was claimed into your pride, you have a similar scent now. Our family quite misses her, she’s the head of it, after all.” He ceased his speaking, now. He somehow guessed she wouldn’t be too eager to help. But he had to try. He had no name in these lands, after all.

@Siofra

Here comes the Sun

And I’ll say, It’s alright...

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