Rama: -Looks to the new Herla and has a pang of lost feeling for his dead friend- Tonight, is not very lucky.
XI: -his long ears twitch at Rama, he cocks his head smoothly and grins, mostly to himself- What good is waiting on luck, make your own friend, or it will make you.
Rama: -Ears perk- I suppose that is true, but what luck is there to make when you do not know what makes it?
XI: What luck indeed? I wouldn't know. I don't believe in it. -snorts a chuckle-
Rama: Oh, and yet you say make your own? -Brow furrows- So if you happen upon the thing you want just as you start to look for it, is that not luck? You could not call it fate, for that is something stupid. -Does not wish for there to be fate for it means he is fated to be what he is-
XI: Call it whatever you like, it's still the same thing, s**t just happens. Luck, fate, god or birds. -He speaks mildly- My point is... you seem a hart of action, mm? There are days when things go your way, and then days where they don't, nothing special decides it, it's just the way it is. Myself, I decided my own way.
Rama: -Listens and flicks his ears looking off- I rather call it luck. At least if I call it luck I can curse at that rather then myself, after all I have others cursing my why curse myself when I can blame luck. -And unknown parents-
XI: If tossing the blame away makes you feel better~ -says flippant- If you don't like your fate, change it. That's all~
Rama: I am changing it, as I am changing others as I go. It is still easier to curse luck for past things of a fawn then curse yourself, after all just born what can you do when you can not even speak?
XI: -snorts a laugh-The past only makes you who you are. It's not a bad thing. -Shakes his head- Listen to me, I'm nearly sounding like a self help book! I don't really care all that much. -Steps closer to Rama suddenly changing the subject, narrowing his eyes- What are you hiding under your mask, mm?
Rama: I suppose, but when one thinks to much on who they could have been. -Ears fly up then flatten at the sudden movement and change of subject- Nothing at all! -Silver eyes quickly look away knowing he is in fact hiding-
XI: Why think so much on what could have been when nothing will change the past? -tilts his head, lowering it and nudging just a hair closer, stepping into Rama's personal space- Nothing~ Mm? -golden eyes flicker with barely contained mirth-
Rama: I can not help but dream and wonder. -Turns to look at the gold colored Hart and shift's back eyes gold eyes with silver- No nothing, a ace that will look to any other face when seen. -Hair along his ears bristle-
XI: Dreams are one thing, the truth is quite another. Beauty may only lie in the skin for some, but there is beauty in secrets too~ -lifts his face with a soft relenting sigh- Keep your secret, for now.
Rama: My dreams might have been truth, that is what bothers me. -Listens and keeps his ears back- It is no secret I only have it so. -No, he himself forgot most of what he looked like- Why is the sun, talking to the moon; even more why would it wish to see the moons face when it is the sun that people always gaze upon even when looking toward the moon.
XI: Might have been? That doesn't really mean anything at all. -Scoffs openly- The world might have ended, the sky might have fallen and you might not have ever been born at all. Do you think you would prefer that? You linger on your might have been, Dark one. Forgive me if I laugh, I only see that as foolishness. -smirks- The sun does whatever he likes~ -tosses his head, preening openly- If the moon chooses to only be a reflection of what if might have been . . . well, perhaps that is its lot.
Rama: -Thinks deeply for a few moment's, his ears slowly relaxing again- No, for if the world would end then I would never know it. Should it end now that's fine, then at least I would know. -Watches the preening with hidden amusement- The sun forgets, though it might shine, one day the sun will kill everything including the moon. -Stretches and eyes the fire Herla- Fire goes out after time, leaving nothing but cold it tried to stave off.
XI: -His expression goes dark with contained glee, and his voice drops an octave lower, nearly purring- The sun looks forward to that day. -He fans his wide wings a bit, the long useless flight feathers rustle softly as the breeze lifts them- Fire is only useful while it burns, so long as it is fed it is content to go about burning everything up, and afterward. After, well, we shall see, perhaps in time we shall see. I look forward to what's to transpire.
Rama: -Smirks underneath his veil- Then I will wait, for it is the moon that will see the dark side of the sun as it shines brightly else where. Well, perhaps the moon is the one to listen for the sun when it needs to; after all the moon is always dark that it could easily take things and swallow them up without anything ever escaping. Not everyone would expect the sun to always shine, there is such a thing as rest. -Flicks his ears and amuses himself with his tail pulling up grass around him-
So tell me mister sun, what is it that you would desire above all else? -He was curious, this Hart he could see, had something underneath.-
So tell me mister sun, what is it that you would desire above all else? -He was curious, this Hart he could see, had something underneath.-
XI: -refolds his wings against his back not wanting to cool off too much, the feeling of the wind lifting his wings was utterly futile to enjoy- Wait or bide your time, Dark one, what is it that you expect to see? -His face is a slightly haughty mask- Just because I shine and glow does not mean that I do not find myself in dark places. I perfer them at times. I am not so easily pinned as the sun is to the sky, to the center, though it too is of fire, I find myself roaming from place to place and prefer it. -He shifts, looking around- One would think that because the moon looks to the earth constantly, perhaps he does not know that he is searching for? -raises an eyebrow at and laughs- Now, if I told you, you wouldn't get to spend the time guessing.
Rama: To see, everything. –Looks dead on at the fire like Hart, silver eyes set almost looking far off- So you might not be set for the center, but it seems to me others are willing to keep you there with force. –Watching the face change his ears peer forward before setting back in confusion. He seems happy, bright but yet not.- It’s true, the moon does watch everything. For it he cannot see what he wants to, or find what he needs. For when the moon shines so bright, it is darkness and nothing but it will ever get to see. –The reply was amusing, and he smiled though it wouldn’t be seen his eyes did hold a shard of that smile- No, but what is the fun with guess when if I stick around; I can find out?
If you won’t answer that, tell me what is it do you think I look for then? A guess is fine or can you shine light in places others can’t? -Smirking as his amusement grew with the warm yet odd banter, Rama let himself relax as other Herla were not near hi only this one.-
If you won’t answer that, tell me what is it do you think I look for then? A guess is fine or can you shine light in places others can’t? -Smirking as his amusement grew with the warm yet odd banter, Rama let himself relax as other Herla were not near hi only this one.-
