Elsa

Edgar was thrilled Antaa joined in his antics. He could feel Elsa’s embarrassment grow and it egged him on even more. With a slight, friendly movement, Edgar jumped forward and attempted to peck Antaa, and then took off hopping away. Tag would only embarrass his bonded further, and he got a fun game out of it with one of the only friends he had of his kind. It was a win win in his mind.

Elsa tried her hardest to ignore her bonded, and instead turned all of her attention to Darwin. His willingness to listen to her problems was refreshing and unexpected. Heat rushed to her face as she murmured a quiet thank you. It did mean a lot for him to say that, whether or not he meant it was another story, but Elsa would like to think he did.

He continued to surprise her, when he delved into his recent doings. She remembers vaguely him speaking of his estranged brothers, but they didn’t get very far into that conversation. So when the name Archibald crossed their conversation, Elsa was taken aback. He had been part of the Edge invasion, hadn’t he? He was that strong and had no intention of finding his lost brother? Elsa snorted in her own fit of anger at that. “That’s ridiculous. Why would they not even try to look for you?” There was both stress and anger twisted together, so when the chance came to switch conversations to companion, she hopped into it. Especially considering Antaa just recently began talking.

Elsa chuckled before he even finished his sentence. He had literally no idea what was going to happen. The naivety of this whole situation was hilarious. The twisted side of her lived for being able to break the news to him that things only got worse. “You have no idea… I hate to break it to you but it seriously only get worse… way worse. Then they get attitudes and think they run the place.” On cue, Edgar called from his spot in agreement. Elsa lifted a brow and gently signaled toward Edgar to prove her point.  “Well let me just add that if you don’t know her full personality now, you will. And they learn. That shit is the worst. They’ll pick up on social cues you hate, go out of their way to annoy you, and then sit around smugly because you can’t do a single thing about it.” Again her own companion croaked out a loud agreement. Edgar wasn’t shy about boasting his so called “superiority” too the world. Darwin made a big mistake but letting Antaa play with him. Edgar was the definition of an anti-role model. “They say it’s a gift, but what they fail to tell you is that it’s just as much of a curse as it is a gift,” Elsa leaned in like that was the biggest secret in the world and chuckled as she finished. Each companion had their own set of problems, as did every relationship, but nothing was worse than when you had an un-bind-able relationship with another soul that did everything in its power to drive you insane. Elsa immediately recalled all of the earlier compliments she had given to him, and cracked a smile when she heard him wail like a foal.

"Morbi vestibulum mollis nibh a varius."
@Darwin

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sometimes we expect too much of ourselves,

afterall, we are only mortal.

The Icebound