The Laronque Clan

[Renae]

Oh great...they'll get the truth and they'll tear my life from me and poor Misha would be left alone... Renae looked toward the girl and smiled as she patted the cushions beside her. As she waited Renae reached into a pocket and pulled out a small notebook and rested it on her lap. When Misha joined her Renae would show her all the drawings she'd done, and give them to Misha if the little girl wanted them.

[Seven]

Misha smiled brightly, taking the seat next to her and in an almost cuddling way, leans closer to her, "Whatcha got in the notebook?" she peered over curiously.

[Renae]

"Do you want to see? Really want to see? It's just my sketches." Renae said with a laugh as she opened the notebook to the first page on which there was a pencil drawing of the woods by her old home, at the edge of which stood a wolf gazing at the winged girl, as her dog barreled toward him. Renae had shaded it appropriately and it looked almost like she was back home. As she gazed down at the picture she couldn't help but wonder how her dog and that wolf were doing. She told her precious dog to go with the wolf to stay protected, she could only hope that she had listened.

[Seven]

It was fortunate for Renae that Misha was still too young and innocent to realize that there was something wrong with the idea of a blessed Mountain Osten living in a small cottage home in what looked like human lands. But maybe the young girl already knew that Renae was human, and just thought nothing of it; after all, children's minds are uncomplicated by the irrationality adults subject themselves to. Instead, the young girl just smiled widely, leaning further over in awe. "Woooooow..." she leaned so far, she nearly collasped onto Renae's lap. " You're drawings are so pretty Renae! Will you draw me someday?" she asked chipperly.

[Renae]

Renae smiled a little as she turned to a blank page and pulled out some pencils from her pocket. She laughed then and turned her eyes upon Misha. "I could draw you now if you'd like me too young lady." Renae told her with a calm smile as she waited.

[Seven]

She blinks a few times, grinning wider. "Really? Oh please do!!!" Misha hurries to an area in front of Renae, flumping into a seat rambunkously, and then tries to brush herself off. She folds her hands and tries to look as proper as possibly, though it's a hard for the energetic little girl. She secretly hopes she can look as pretty and elegant as her new friend does.

[Renae]

Renae smiled as she set about her work. She glanced at Misha a few times than turned to her sketching glancing up occassionally, with a smile. Misha made a good model for a sketch, and Renae liked it. She shaded the picture just right and smiled as she beaconed Misha to her side again. "Take a look." Renae told her with a smile.

[Seven]

She leaned over, her large grin returning. "Wow--you made me look a lot prettier than I am!" Misha seemed entirely grateful for the fact that Renae was treating her so kindly.

[Renae]

Renae smiled and playfully acted insulted "Young lady I did nothing of the sort." Then she laughed as she turned to Misha. "I just drew what I saw is all. I will give you these pictures if I need to, because who knows what they'll do to me when they find out the truth." She told mostly herself but smiled at Misha again.

[Seven]

Misha would have thankfully refused the picture, since she would have liked Renae to keep it to remember her better by, but when she continues her sentence, it confuses Misha. Her smile slowly fades out as she blinks. "Truth? What do you mean?" she asks innocently.

[Renae]

Renae sighs "Well I suppose you'll find out soon enough. I'll tell you." Looks to the little girl with a smile. "I'm actually not one of your clan's sisters from the mountain. I just happen to have wings like them. My father did an experiment on me giving me wings I never wanted. I wanted to grow up a normal girl, but look at me now, I grew up with wings." She sighed a little and gazed around her at what she was calling her "cell" now, this would probably be the last thing she ever saw. "Now you know the truth Misha." She said turning her grey gaze on her once again.

[Seven]

Misha looks up at her innocent, with big eyes. She crawls over back to Renae's side, sadly tucking her head down, holding onto her knees tightly. "That would explain why everyone is acting so funny about you...." she says holding back a sniff. then she spontaenously gives the woman a tight hug. "Don't worry! you'll be ok! you didn't do anything wrong! why would anyone want to hurt you! they'll let you go!" she says all too quickly.

[Renae]

Renae smiled halfheartedly as she hugged the girl back. "We can only hope thats the way it'll turn out Misha." Renae says as she tips Misha's head up to gaze at her. "Don't be upset for me if things turn out differently. Promise me that." Renae told her as she placed the drawings in Misha's lap. "And take good care of those pictures for me ok?" Then she smiles and sits back a little.

[Seven]

Misha looks down at the floor, holding Renae's drawings close to her heart, and then nods. After a moment, she turns her gaze up at her. "Maybe they won't figure it out. I'm sure I can teach you some Osten things!"

[Renae]

Renae laughs a little then turns to Misha. "Really? Do you think teaching me some Osten stuff will be enough?" Her heart was lightened a little as she watched Misha. This girl was like the daughter Renae had always wanted. If only people would accept me as I was. She thought as she smiled toward Misha. "It's worth a try."