Why Don't You Trust Anyone?
--- added as request of Cynthia, says fit her characters mood [1] ------
RW Abbey: Pond
The abbey pond is practically the place to go for relaxation. The orchards that settle onto one side of the water hole provide decent shade for the more heated months to come. Various types of wild flowers grow about the edge of the ground that lightly overhangs into the pond. The pond seemingly invites one into its cool depths, which holds its fish life and multiple species of shrimp and other water dwellers.
Like small boats trailing down a stream, the leaves of autumn float across the chilled pond. Rippling it with the movement from them. The vegetation has begun to fade, to shrink back towards the earth as autumn takes hold of this small serene area.
Exits: [F]ire [P]it, [R]edwall [E]ntry, [P]ath by the [G]reat [H]all, [Dive] in the pond, [O]rchards
Cynthia is oddly in a tree. Just sitting in the snowy branches and looking relaxed as she has a good view from the height of the tree she is in, and there is no leaves or things in the way of her lovely view point.
Caleb comes walking along a path that’s been shoveled and looks around. He doesn't look up into the tree as he is not expecting one to be there in winter time. He dusts some snow off his shoulder as some falls off a branch.
Cynthia looks down and grins as she purposely makes snow fall off more of the branches and makes sure to aim it towards the other mouse. She climbs a little higher to get to more of the snow and shakes a couple branches to get the snow to fall off them.
Caleb gasps as cold icy snow lands on his head and sinks into his tunic and goes down his back. He shivers a little and looks around, and then up to see if it’s one of the sparrows or not.
Cynthia chuckles loudly and then waves "Ello Caleb! Did ya catch the snow that fell down...down on ya head, it was SO FUNNY!!!" She laughs so hard she almost falls out of the tree but catches herself at the last moment and then decides to slowly make her way back down to the ground where it's safer to be.
Caleb folds his arms over his chest, “You! You made it fall off the tree that was not very nice and I will tell Papa Oz on you and ..and tell grandma too"
Cynthia makes a mock face of worry "Oh no not the badger and not the old old old mouse, surely not them!!!"
Caleb frowns and then glares "You need to start respecting adults Cynthia, you’re not being very nice lately"
Cynthia frowns and looks down at the ground, she then sticks out her tongue and grabs a lot of snow and makes a large snowball and throws it at his face and then goes to race off towards the pond.
Caleb has no real time to react to the fact he just got slammed in the face with a snowball and screams as he gets as much off as he can and then charges after the other mouse.
RW Abbey: Attic
It is extremely dark and gloomy in here. Below your feetpaws, you can feel a shape in the floor; it's roughly rectangular. Upon closer inspection, you see that it is the trap door. The dust is thick in here, and your movements disturb it. The grey stuff rises in clouds. It makes you sneeze and cough.
Standing still, the dust slowly settles again. Your eyes become accustomed to the darkness, and you can make out a grey thin light towards your right. Feeling along the wall, your searching paws feel a gap. You can probably squeeze through it.
Exits: [A]bandoned [R]oom, [T]rap [D]oor, [G]ap in [W]all
Caleb has found his way to the attic, not a place many go and why he came here he doesn't know. Maybe boredom..maybe just to be curious of whats up here, who knows
Cynthia is already here and has been here since she made snow fall off the tress in the orchards. She is here to hide from most beasts and no one comes here usually. She has found and lit a lamp and looks around at the many boxes, some chests and other things up here. She even found an old harp and starts to pluck the strings making soft music and moves her fingers along it to make more music and smiles, something she hasn't done in a long time.
Caleb blinks as he hears the music and looks around in the dark till he finds the location of not just some music but also the only other light in here besides a thin line of sunlight from the boarded up window. He slows when he sees its Cynthia and ducks behind a stack of old boxes and peeks around them watching the mouse maid.
Cynthia plucks the strings and is not too bad at playing the old harp. She is gentle on the strings as she starts to hum and then sing a song and her voice is soft and pretty “Let the true me show.......oh show, I thought I was weak but I am strong I just got to believe....believe in myself..."Her eyes are closed as she plays and sings, seems she has a talent for this or least she should look more into it maybe.
Caleb watches the mouse maid as she sings, he stays quiet and smiles a little. He slowly sits down beside the stack of boxes to listen more to her singing and harp playing.
Cynthia doesn't know she has someone watching and listening as she plays some more on the harp, she messes up once but takes a deep breath and tries again, this time getting the note almost right. It’s not perfect but it’s good and her voice is very good in fact as she sings some more of her tune of basically being yourself and trying your best." I just need to know know....listen to my heart, what is it..telling me?" She ends it shortly after this and still has her eyes shut.
Caleb is unsure at first weather to speak or not but it just sort of comes out "You have a beautiful singing voice Cynthia..." Well he may as well add" And you play the..ummm whatever it is ...like good" He stands slowly from his seated position.
Cynthia gasps at the sudden voice and then as it’s called beautiful she blushes some, but then glares at the other mouse “Why are you up here did you follow me!?"
Caleb frowns "No..I was just up here cause I was bored and done with chores and then I heard you playing music and singing and sort of sat down to watch and listen, it was very nice music you should sing more often and maybe play the....ummm" Great what is it, he has no clue.
Cynthia crosses her arms over her chest "It’s called a harp, never seen a harp before? Why it's up here I have no clue since all it needed was dusted off and it works perfectly, well after some tuning it did"
Caleb shakes his head "No not seen one before and maybe who ever had it before like..died or lost interest in it." He smiles a little again "Maybe you could take it out of the attic and like play it or keep it. I am sure Abbot Benar would be ok with that and he could hear you play and sing"
Cynthia just hmmphs "I am NOT doing that in front of others and get laughed at or worse and like the abbot would let me have anything from in the attic. It’s most likely up here for a good reason" She goes to grab the lantern and sighs "Why did I even come here" she says quietly, but her voice is raised just a little.
Caleb frowns, "Wait...why do you think others would do that, I think your singing is..well beautiful and I like the harp playing also. I am sure others would like to hear it and if they said something mean well then that’s not nice of them"
Cynthia thinks on his words and then just shakes her head "No, you’re just saying that to help me feel better.that’s..that’s all" She looks away and seems to want to believe him but it’s hard, trusting anyone is hard for her though maybe she is slowly starting to trust or least the spark of beginning to trust is there.
Caleb stays where he is, "I wouldn't lie. I liked it and I am sure others would to, you just have to believe that and give others a chance. Why don't you trust me or..well anyone for that matter?"
Cynthia frowns "Cause beasts seem to lie or trick others. I have had it happen to me more than once...it's how I lost my mom and dad and it’s how I ended up with Kyran, they lied to me and I believed them. The fox tricked my parents into thinking all he needed was help and it seemed that way at first for a couple days...then the truth came out. Kyran seemed really concern and oh he takes me in and care for me, yeah his idea of care was not the best, he tricked me..so my idea is trust..NO ONE!"
Caleb sighs" But not all beasts are like that."
Cynthia frowns "What would you know? You spent your whole life in this abbey and always had food and friends and heck a mother, father and sister. I have NO ONE!" She shakes her head as she feels tears go down her face. It’s then she starts to head for the trap door, leaving the harp there and just gets out of there as fast as she can and sobbing can be heard starting before she gets all the way down the ladder and to the stairs to find a much better place to hide and basically cry.
Caleb reaches for her and frowns, he looks at the harp and goes to carefully get it. He can surprise her maybe and then he sighs as he will need help with this one and goes to find one of the abbey brothers or sisters to help him get the harp down stairs.
