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Post by Nephthys on May 26, 2016 12:09:41 GMT -5
"Jocasta, I would never hurt you. I would never do that... you have to believe me." Even though Florence had only known this female for a short while, she did know that doing something like that to her was the last thing on her mind, regardless of whatever reward she would get for doing such a thing. No reward would be worth doing that to such a beautiful sphinx, who had been through so much. "I'm glad you didn't lie to me," Florence said. "I'm glad that already, you trust me enough with that information. I'm honoured actually." She looked away shyly.
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Post by scorpiomilo on May 26, 2016 14:41:54 GMT -5
The white blonde haired female looked away herself, also more than a little shy. " I thought if there was anyone I could trust the most trustworthy would be a priestess, because of your devotions to your goddess.. " she didn't bother to admit the fact that her mother's band of amazons hadn't bothered to worship bastet but was rather pagan. " Even amongst your own kind you just seemed like someone I could trust.. I'm glad that I found that to be true.. "
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Post by Nephthys on May 31, 2016 10:03:28 GMT -5
"I'm so glad... that you feel that way about me..." Florence blushed a looked down a bit. "And if there's anything I can do to help, you can come and see me in the temple at any time. I don't know what it is Jocasta, but I suddenly feel desperate to make things right for you." She smiled.
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Post by scorpiomilo on May 31, 2016 15:47:47 GMT -5
A warm, gentle smile curved across the cupids bow of her lips, she nearly felt like purring in contentment. " I'm glad to hear that as well.. I hope I can be of some service or comfort to you.. Forgive me , I feel like this has all been about me.. what about you? What drove you to wish to be a priestess? " She hoped she hadn't sounded too egotistical, she really wasn't as vain as perhaps she had seemed.
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Post by Nephthys on Jun 4, 2016 12:00:10 GMT -5
Florence smiled contentedly when Jocasta asked her about her own past. "I was so very lucky, Jocasta. To have gotten here, being a priestess. I was made homeless as a cub and I wandered the streets, only to be taken in by a kindly man who taught me to fight to protect myself, and to honour Bastet. He gave me the guidelines I now live my life by today. I knew then to thank Bastet for sending that man my way to protect me from the harsh life on the streets, and that somehow, I would have to repay her for that kindness. The moment I was old enough, I participated in Sahret's masked priestess trials, in the hope of giving my goddess back what I felt she deserved from me. I had to fight many other hopefuls but eventually it was just me, another hopeful, and Sahret left standing. And then, I... don't know how I did it. But I also beat that other hopeful and even Sahret, securing my place here." She flicked her tail and gazed up at the sunny blue clouds as gratitude filled her. "It was almost as if Bastet herself whispered to me the right moves to defeat the others. I am so blessed that the goddess knew I would be most of service to her and to the world as a warrior priestess. I knew this all along of course, but for her to recognise it in me too and then to be granted that honour... Well, there are no words." Florence trailed off a little, clearly in a world of her own as the happy memories came back. Of course her life had not been all roses, certainly not at the start, but recently? She had been living the dream she'd always imagined as a child.
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Post by scorpiomilo on Jun 19, 2016 19:29:47 GMT -5
The knight settled in, curling the silvery grey fluff of her tail against her side as she listened. Waiting politely till the darker female had finished to speak. " The tribe that I was born to, did not worship bastet, but worshipped another goddess " she admitted, feeling chastened to admit this to a priestess. " I have never known much in the way of such beliefs myself but I am always willing to learn "
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