The Laronque Clan

[Seven]

Renae would awaken in a strange, warm but dimly lit room on various, majestically colored cushions. It would be as if she had traversed from one dream to another. Little specks of light flickered without rhyme of reason to them in the corners of the room. It might be still dark outside, but she couldn't tell as there were no windows in the room, or a door....

[Renae]

Renae's grey eyes flashed open, something didn't seem right, she could no longer hear the brook, she couldn't hear the songs of birds, she was truly lost and had no idea how she'd come to be in this room. She raised herself and fluttered her wings which seemed unusually stiff this time she awoke. She gazed about the dar room her eyes adjusting slowly. Where was she? She couldn't make a sound but a soft cry escaped her throat.

[Seven]

Just at that moment, a sort of trapdoor opens in front of her, letting a pair of youthful looking hands, holding a tray, pop out of it. The hands feel around for a flat surface, put the tray down, and then pull the rest of the young child, a girl, out of the hole. She sighs, a little exasperated in sound, and looks around. She wasn't expecting to see 'the guest' already awake and gave a small 'eep' of surprise, quickly putting her hand up to her heat. "You shouldn't sneak up on people like that!" she says, though Renae had only been standing. "I wasn't expecting you to be up already," she smiles, then holds out the tray, "but I brought you some breakfast--er lunch...."
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[Renae]

Renae looked as the girl spoke and a small smile found it's way to her face. "Um...thanks. But could you tell me where I am?" Renae asked her and gently reached out for the food resting near her feet. For some reason, she was begining to feel like a prisoner. If this was the case, she would be very angry and she hoped that if she was indeed a prisoner that this beautiful little girl before her was gone when Renae threw her fit, she could hurt and possibly kill her if she wasn't gone. "And why I'm here." She finished with a gaze at the girl.

[Seven]

Yes, the strange room did have the eerie feeling of a very comfortable holding cell....
The young girl giggled, "Why, don't you know? You're in the Laronque Clan! In the midst of the forest! On the North-Eastern Pennisula!!! On the Planet--in space!!" she said, starting to stretch out her hands wider and wider as her description of where Renae stood zoomed out. "As why you're here..." the little girl shrugged. "I find it strange too. If I was in charge of room assignment, I would have given you something much nicer!" she said, probably oblivious to the fact that Renae didn't come here by herself. "Oh!" she suddenly exclaims, "I'm sorry for being rude," she says sheepishly, then suddenly becomes very bright and chiper again, "My name is Misha!" she says, holding out an enthusiastic hand.

[Renae]

"In...Space?" She spoke in a whisper and a small gasp when she came to realization that she was probably stuck here for good, and that thought she couldn't stand, but was sure she'd get used to the idea. When the girl introduced herself Renae smiled once more as she gently grasped Misha's hand. "It's nice to meet you Misha. I'm Renae, and I'm sure if you had been the one to chose a room for me, I'm sure you would have given me a good one. I suppose I could get used to this one, but I much prefer nature to being cooped up inside." Renae told her shuffling her black wings, working feeling back into them as she stretched them to they're greatest length.

[Seven]

Misha smiled, giggling almost musically. "It's MY pleasure!" she said looking up at her with big eyes. Renae could see her shift her gaze a little, looking at the black wings. She suddenly looks a little embarrassed, hanging her head sheepishly, "You have VERY pretty wings...." she glances downwards. Renae could tell the young girl probably was curious about them, and probably wanted to touch one of them, but was too shy to ask.

[Renae]

Renae smiled at her. "Well thank you Misha." She told her as she turned and stretched a black wing toward her with a playful smile, "Just don't pull on it." She said with a laugh as she moved a little closer to Misha allowing her a chance to touch it. This little girl would be the first person to ever touch Renae's wings.

[Seven]

Misha's whole face lights up, "REally? Wow! Thank you so much!" she says excitedly, practically rushing over. She immediately stops just short of a foot, abruptly looking shy as she gently goes out to touch one. She smiles upon contact, and gently hugs one, "You're wings are soft and pretty..."

[Renae]

Renae shifted the feathers gently across Misha's face, settling them back on her hand with a calm smile. "Thank you Misha. You're the first person I've ever let touch my wings." She smiled down at the girl, Renae was getting some motherly feelings toward her. Renae had always wanted a baby, but people took one look at her and shied away from her, they considered her deformed and unworthy. At least Misha did not harbour the same malicious feelings.

[Seven]

Misha giggled when Renae run her feathers across her; it tickled. Her eyes widened when she said she was the first person allowed to touch them, "Really? Wow!!!" she exclaimed exuberantly, "I feel REALLY special!! Thank you!!" She paused from all her excitement as a question popped into mind, "How come no one else has touched them? Do you not like it when people touch them?" she said with worry, hoping that her new friend wasn't suffering on her behalf, just to please her.

[Renae]

Renae laughed good-naturedly as she replied. "Nah, it's not that Misha, I just don't get to be around many people, and when I am, they usually make sure they stay as far from me as possible. They think I'm evil..." Renae said as she faked a quick attack on Misha, playfulness clear in her eyes.

[Seven]

Misha gave a little 'meep' of surprise, but then started to giggle again. "You? Evil? That's silly! Why would people think that?" She smiled, but then it slowly faded off her face, "But that must mean you don't have a lot of friends..." she said with sad realization. After a moment of silence, she made a sudden lunge, hugging Renae's waist, "Don't worry! I'll be your friend! Forever!" she promised.

[Renae]

Renae smiled and gasped a little in surprise as she wrapped her arms around Misha. "I know you will, and you're right, I don't have a lot of friends, you are my first true friend." Renae felt strangely welcomed here, but she still wasn't sure why she was here. She stepped away from Misha as she sat down upon the cushions. "Why am I here?" She wondered aloud as she settled in again. It wasn't a direct question but if Misha answered well, so be it.

[Seven]

Misha looked up at her with innocent eyes, taking a seat on the floor. "I'm not sure exactly. Galia told me that you're our sister from the mountains, but everyone has been behaving so oddly. They elite squadron carried you here, saying that you were exhausted from your long flight and they wanted you to be comfortable, but then they gave you this room..." She shakes her head in confusion. Of course no one would ever tell a small child the full truth if it were unpleasant, confusing, or anything of that nature. "I just know that Galia is talking to the Chieftess right now..."