Still Waters Run Deep [Sazio]

[Rain]

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A wolf with onyx-colored fur was walking to the pool late at night, waking up from a deep slumber, bothered by the intense thirst she felt gnawing at her throat. Lazily walking and moving her legs almost hesitantly, Rain's steps were calm and silent, making sure to not wake up the surrounding pack members that may be sleeping nearby. After a few seconds, she found herself in front of the sparkling pool that tickled her toes with its cold waters. Lowering her head and drinking from the precious, refreshing liquid, she occasionally stopped drinking water to observe her surroundings to make sure it was safe. Once she finished and felt her need satisfied, she sat down and lifted up her grey eyes to meet the skies above her. The stars were distant, and the night was unusually quiet today. The crickets were almost too silent, but she liked it that way. For a second, her mind went blank as a cloud of thoughts began rise from within her.

She had no idea what had happened. Everything was like a blur to her. She remembered clearly the day that Koder told her that he loved her, and from that moment on, she was lost into his eyes. Dreams of forming a family began to form inside of her heart. With him, she felt truly happy, and everything was perfect. But, for some twisted, cruel reason, fate decided that she could not be happy anymore. Rain no longer could feel his soft fur, or look into his beautiful eyes. She could no longer hear his voice, or feel his warmth during the cold nights. All the memories, all the dreams of them ever being something more were now destroyed. And Lydia? Even worse. The small pup had also vanished with Koder, to never be seen again. She had the most beautiful purple and blue eyes she had ever seen. She was the perfect dream, and she was also ripped away from her, as a punishment for a deed she did not do. She felt like she was in a perpetual rainy day, or in a perpetual nightmare. She had no idea what to do anymore, even if she had joined Othala. She felt strange, out of place and withdrawn. She hadn't told Kiva about these feelings yet, but maybe the silver Aesir had already noticed her distance lately.

She knew that maybe life would be better in the future, but for now, she was doubting it. She always pulled through and she was strong enough to get out of depression like she always did, but for now, she knew that feeling like this was okay. She wasn't expected to be happy all the time, and she knew optimism was tested again and again. However, she took the time to mourn. She took the time to mourn Koder, Lydia, and what could have happened next to them. She wanted to process everything, and in time, she knew that things would get better. But, why did it hurt so much? Why did her chest feel so empty? Rain kept looking at the stars, smiling with melancholy, thinking of her loved ones as tears began to emerge from her pale grey eyes. The moon was shining brightly, and Rain looked at it in silence as she continued to think, lost in her thoughts, not knowing that her nostalgia would get heavier and heavier upon her shoulders as time passed by...

Words: 579
Tags: Sazio
Muse: Good!
Notes: This is the start of her depression story arc. She'll be detached and distant. I hope you like it! Reply whenever you can <3

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[Sazio]

The world seemed almost to still, the crickets chirp was strangely muffled, even the very air hung with a odd sense of silence on this clear cloudless night. Overhead the moon, full and bright, glistened against a deep velvet backdrop studded with thousands upon thousands of shimmering stars. Some with hearts far more innocent may have said there was a dash of romance in the atmosphere. After all it was nights like tonight when lovers would sneak away from their responsibilities to be with one another.

A sardonic smile twisted across a snow white muzzle, frozen remains of the spring were cast to those heavens. Soldiers of duel black blended in with the night shielding the faint flicker as the subtly silent steps of another reached forward to wrap its way around his reclining form. It wasn't only those steps that would have been unheard by most that alerted the male of another's approach. It was a shift in the air, the whisper of nightly insects changing even in the slightest bit as their calls bounced off the moving form. Even these tiny disruptions were caught by the Shinobi trained brute.

Completely frozen the ivory and ebony statue watched the onyx female drift from the treeline like a shadow against the chilly snow that still clung to the ground. From his vantage point he looked down on her from as she drank deeply though with an alert fashion, constantly skimming the surroundings. But like most those grays of hers never rose to the tree branches that honored behind her. Had they she may have caught an unusual sight. Upon a thick branch half way up Sazio reclined, enjoying the solitude of the still night. Not even the wind, which stirred only faintly every so often wasn't enough to disrupt the meditation the brute had indulged in.

Since coming ashore the heart he swore he never had seemed to do nothing but fall into bleeding pieces whenever he found himself alone, which was more often than not. Questions and confusion plagued his thoughts when interactions with others weren't pressing. How could his life long partner betray him in such a way? To leave him alone, living with the shame of failure? He should have died along side his ninja Human, with honor. The hope that he would have found Aterui amid the broken debris of the ship had kept him swimming instead of allowing himself to drown. And at this moment if he had hands and a sword he would have gladly fallen on it, and brought the honor back to his clan. Instead, he sat here, alive and well. A creature steeped in shame. All because Kiva had refused to allow him to end his misery.

So when the she-wolf appeared he welcomed the distraction. He knew her form, her scent, but never had he interacted with her. Rain..Othala's beta, a position called Vanir. She was one of four Kiva had charged him to protect. So it was in complete silence he studied her, memorizing her movements from the sorrow that etched its way across her visage to the way she held herself even as the tears formed. He assumed it was for her lost mate and pup. For one brief moment he wondered what is was like, to have the love like that, the love of a female. A family. But the thought caused him grimace in disgust. A good-hearted wolfess did not look to a killer for love. Such a thing wasn't meant for the likes of him.

The low rumble of his velvet touched voice rose from the dark confines of his chest, spilling forth on the air reaching toward her ears. "Pain is never permanent Vanir... Although I am told sorrow shared is sorrow halved, and in such healing may begin.."



Word Count: 620
Tags: Rain
Muse: Awesome-Sauce!!!
Notes: He's not always good at express'n feel's, but he knows how she feels. Not same situation, but he understands lol.

[Rain]

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The Vanir had been in a trance-like state for what seemed hours. Even if she didn't like to admit it, she felt hopeless. She knew that if she thought about these things for too long, she would get worse. But she couldn't help but think about them. They were worth every second of her thoughts, every tear and every sharp pain that came across her chest. However, whatever thoughts she was having were interrupted by the sound of a voice behind her. Immediately turning her head, she saw nothing in the vast darkness, but a voice came from behind a tree that was just right behind her. "Pain is never permanent Vanir... Although I am told sorrow shared is sorrow halved, and in such healing may begin..." Rain smiled faintly as she looked up at the tree, quickly knowing who the voice belonged to. He was Sazio, the wolf that Kiva had selected to guard the high ranking wolves. She hadn't met him, but she knew this was a good opportunity to get to know him better.

"Greetings, Sazio," the spoke softly, her voice distant but still warm enough to come across as welcoming. "Wise words. However, I haven't found someone to share my sorrows with. I hate to be a burden to those who struggle with their own problems as well." Rain kept smiling at the larger wolf, observing his scars from the distance, wondering where he got them from. Looking back at the still waters again, she sighed, gradually becoming silent as the minutes went by. Observing the still waters, a thought passed through her mind, and it made her want to share it with the male that was keeping her company. "You know what I love about this lake?" she asked him, speaking with a quiet voice, deep with contemplation. "The waters are very clear and give the appearance of being shallow. However, when you swim in it, you notice that the lake is actually much more deeper than it appears to be."

Sitting quietly, she proceeded to finish her point. "That's how I feel, Sazio. I feel as if everyone only sees a small part of who I am. No one actually cares enough to swim deep into the waters of my mind." She kept quiet, looking quietly at the still waters, waiting for Sazio's reply about what she had just said.

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Tags: Sazio
Muse: Good!
Notes: <3

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[Sazio]

There was a quiet kindness in the emerald depths of those chilly eyes as they peered down at the night brushed wolf. Even as her attention twisted upward towards his reclining form, brought about by the sound of his voice, he was pushing himself to his paws, balancing with an ease that belied the teetering sway of the branch beneath him. Muscles bunch beneath that sleek coat of light and shadow pushing him off with a precise leap. Several feet behind her at the trees base he landed, soundlessly as an owls flight. "It was something my sensei used to tell me after a successful mission."

The sorrowful gray of her gaze dropped once more to the calm clarity of the pool. Only the faintest of stirring in the air to her right and the sudden appearance of his visage reflected on the mirrored surface announced that he had moved from the treeline. Comfortable with silence he would wait with an infinite patience for her to speak again, simply watching her reflection, studying the drawn expression. A black brushed aud twisted as her voice broke through that silence once more. Slowly that enigmatic gaze of spring, generally hard and cold, rose to watch as she finally sat, her attention on the waters never wavered yet is was obvious to the brute that she spoke purposefully. For a moment his cold gaze drifted to the large moon overhead as he considered her words. "Then.. Vanir.. what lays hidden in the deep, unexplored depths of your mind?" Though his voice was deep, a rumble in his chest, the low whispers tones could easily wrap around ones senses one wasn't careful. Those green shards of chilly ice dropped to her, understanding was far more evident in their depths of one knew where to look.

He wondered, in the shadows of his own mind, a mind filled with so many secrets that he knew without a shred of doubt that if she or any of the others within the pack ever found out the truth of him, they would shun him. Toss him aside without a second thought, and rightly so. Othala was a peaceful pack, while their concept of becoming one with the land fell well within the Ninja way, it was for vastly different reasons and purposes. He was a wolf accustomed to war, espionage, death. More time then he cared to count he danced with that ever present demon, it was a thrill he had savored above all else. But here, in the quietness of the night, he felt a strange longing for a different path, one that would forever be closed off to him.

And so he put a gentle, albeit faint, smile upon his lips and offered the wolfess at his side a path to healing, if she wished to accept it.



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Tags: Rain
Muse: Awesome-Sauce!!!
Notes:

[Rain]

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"It was something my sensei used to tell me after a successful mission."

The onyx-colored female kept her eyes focused on the beautiful moon and the still take in front of them. She heard him say a strange word... sensei. What did that mean? And what type of mission did he imply? Why did this "sensei" speak of sorrow after a completed "mission?" Rain made a mental note to ask him, at least about the word. It was such a different-sounding term that her curiosity instantly piqued. She then heard him approach her, and then after a few minutes of silence, he spoke. "Then.. Vanir.. what lays hidden in the deep, unexplored depths of your mind?" Rain kept quiet, and for a moment, her eyes threatened to betray her emotionless façade by forming tears. "I miss the idea of what it could have been," she began quietly, her voice hushed down with melancholy and sadness. "I miss my beloved and my daughter. We had gone through a few trials but we always pulled through. His name was Koder, and her name was Lydia," Rain flinched as a sharp pain overcame her senses. She truly missed them.

"Koder and I had found Lydia alone. Apparently, someone had abandoned her, or she got lost. Her eyes were beautiful--purple with blue in the center. Her coat was a brilliant orange. One day, I woke up alone. They both had vanished, and I haven't heard of them since." Frowning, Rain lowered her head in agony, closing her eyes as the pain in her chest grew stronger, making her feel weaker and weaker. "I then found Kiva and we formed the pack together alongside Eidus. But I miss them terribly. Every day that passes is a burden upon my shoulders. Did they leave on purpose? Were they killed?" Rain looked at Sazio, first at his green eyes and then back at the still waters in front of them. "This is what haunts me, Sazio," she said as she closed her eyes, "this is what lies deep in the waters of my mind."

Sazio

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[Sazio]

In complete silence he would listen, the solitude of his gaze dropping to study her reflection in the still waters below them. 1 her gaze did not break from the moon while she spoke, the emotion was raw and seemingly unending. He knew nothing of love, but loyalty was a different matter, and he could not help but think the male who could steal away in the night with and adopted pup wasn't a male worthy of the devotion she showed for him. Often course he knew better then to say this, the Vanir would not be ready at this point for such a thought. Perhaps one day.

It would be a simple matter for him to offer her his services. It would help her find closure at the least, and enable her to do her best as beta without the heavy burdens of what ifs. But on the same token it may give her undue hope. His debate was strictly internal, nothing seeping past the mask of an attentive listener. He would make appropriate sounds, a soft 'mmm' or 'I see' slipping free allowing her to know he was in fact listening and processing her words carefully.

Finally at the last of her quiet speech he would be inclined to lean closer nudging her shoulder with his, when she would finally turn her gaze to meet the icy emerald shards of his he would lean back once more putting a respectable distance between them before he spoke. "If you wish, I can see what I may learn of their disappearance? I can not promise good tidings, or any tidings at all." It occurred to him that even if she refused he would likely still seek to discover what had become of them if for nothing more then to keep his skills honed to a razors edge, that aside it would assist in establishing a working network of information. He wasn't the type of wolf who was satisfied with being unaware of his surroundings, rather he kept a close knowledge of who, what, for how long, why, just about any aspect, any detail that he could possibly gather without being intrusive. He was a spy, he was diplomat, he was whatever he needed to be for whatever mission he was required to accomplish.

With that chin slightly lifted, a steady unblinking gaze that rested solely upon the Vanir, awaiting her wishes.




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Muse: <3
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[Rain]

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Silence fell upon the two souls that contemplated the still waters of the lake as the masculine voice of the Gardail interrupted Rain's trance-like state. The Vanir turned her eyes to meet his chatreuse gaze, analyzing what he had just said. Nodding silently, the charcoal female smiled with a tangible sadness in her dull eyes, trying to find comfort in his words. "I really do not know if I should give up the hope I have of finding them. Maybe it's how the Spirits want my life to be. Maybe it's all a part of a test. I really don't know. But I thank you, Sazio, from the bottom of my heart. You have no idea how much you have helped me by just listening to me." Smiling at the male, she returned her sight to the still waters in front of them. As she suddenly got lost in her thoughts, her legs and face began to feel numb and the feeling of reality began to slowly mix with fantasy. She had no idea what was going on with her lately, but every time she felt sad about Koder and Lydia she began to feel as if everything around her was not real. She didn't tell anyone about this yet, but she began to consider telling this to Sazio if he proved to be truly trustworthy. Trying to snap back into reality, the obsidian Vanir smiled at the male next to her, trying to focus on him and the present, instead of dwelling on the past. At least, for courtesy.

The stars shone bright above them, blinking in incandescent lullabies as the burden of exhaustion began to fall upon her eyelids. "Thank you, Sazio. You were right. A sorrow shared is a sorrow halved. I hope that the half you took away with you isn't too heavy on you," she said, suddenly changing her voice with a hint of playfulness on her tone. "Although I shouldn't be worried. You look pretty strong." Winking at the Gardail, she stood up on all fours and stretched her body, opening her mouth to let out a long and tired yawn. "I feel exhausted... you should get some rest too, Gardail. I think the sun will emerge soon, and we should rest..." Her voice trailed off as another yawn came out involuntarily. Giggling softly for a moment, she let out a soft sorry, wagging her tail before saying her good byes to Sazio. Walking away to her usual resting spot, Rain curled herself up in a ball before letting the weight of slumber fall upon her body. Something about her changed that night--her heart felt heavier, but at the same time, a little less burdened. Her pain was still there but a small, tangible light broke through the darkness of her heart. Was it Sazio? Or was it the fact that someone listened to her? She didn't know. All she knew was that she was thankful that for at least one night, she didn't feel alone. Closing her eyes, she drifted in to the realm of dreams, dreaming of their faces and what it could have been...

Sazio

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[Sazio]

A slight tilt to that skull was given before he would address her words, never breaking the sorrow laden gaze. "Every moment of life is a test, of strength, loyalty, knowledge. Lessons to be learned and taught. I can not say if you should give up hope or not, only your heart can provide you with that answer. But what I can offer you is my strength to help you carry your burden. No one should face sorrow alone." Odd how smoothly that offer and the words that followed slipped free, when he himself faced everything alone. But that was the life chosen for him by the fates. When she thanked him he would give a small shake of his head allowing the faintest of smiled to slip free from his stoic mask. But he made no reply to it, after all there was no need, and he was uncomfortable with another's gratitude when he'd done nothing to earn it.

Still he continued to watch her, even as her gaze shifted to the skies reclaiming that dazed far away look. Without a ground in the present her mind would soon be lost to the past. A difficult and dangerous path she walked, at least now she was aware she would not have to tread it alone.

A second time she thanked him, followed by a playful remark. He did not even bother to suppress the short muted bark of laughter that rumbled from the depths of his chest. "You needn't worry, I can hold much without faltering in step so long as I can help carry you to the light that shines within your hidden heart." There was a soften look to those frozen emerald eyes that turned away even as she stood up to stretch and yawn. A few words were uttered about exhaustion and rest caused Sazio's gaze to slide back to the ebony graced wolf a respectful dip of that chin. "Goodnight...Rain..." He would whisper in that deep husky voice to her back as she disappeared from sight. In silence he would turn that gaze upward wondering at the strange desire to remain in her presence...a silent vigilant statue at the edge of the pool that would greet Amaterasu Omikoto when She rose from slumber continuing her unending effort to remain unreachable by her husband.



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Tags: Rain