GASOLINE is a post Tresspasser Dragon Age: Inquisition roleplay set in 9:50 Wintermarch, Dragon. The Inquisition has been disbanded, refusing to bend knee to the Chantry. Solas knows to much about the inquisition anyways- their weaknesses, fears, names, who their families are. He could use this information to his advantage if they were to revolt against him. He plans on destroying the world, creating a new one in his perfect image. Release the Evanuris, bring the world back to the time of the elves. But, unknown to most of the world, Solas is slowly becoming corrupted- and rumors of the sixth blight and a new archdemon emerging are lose on the tongues of spies and maids alike. The new Inquisition, under it's new alias, works diligently from the shadows and away from the eyes of nobility and the hierarchy of Orlais and Ferelden to gain information and armies to combat this new threat on the horizon. The fate of Thedas is in your hands- what role will you play in it's future? Will you be the light in the storm, or the gasoline that helps it to burn?
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your kiss made me a believer
cleansed my sins somehow.
Leaving had been hard, there was no denying it. And Kasiara had been absent from anyone’s life important to her for about five years now- a sacrifice she was more than willing to make if it meant she would keep her daughter protected. She had hidden herself away in the forests surrounding the Free Marches- the familiarity of what was once home to her was comforting, and she couldn’t help but seek out such familiarity in such a time of strife. She had found the caravan- the one that she had laid with Sariel in the night the consummated their relationship for the first time. When she found it months later, it had already been consumed by moss and roots- but she was still able to turn it into a suitable living arrangement.
To say that raising her daughter in the forest, alone, was hard was an understatement. It became more challenging every day- and to look upon this child with tanned skin, freckled face, and dark hair who was turning more and more into her father each day was beginning to be a hard thing for Kasi to stomach. She knew that she would have to one day explain the reason why Sari didn’t have a father- but for now the child was content with just knowing she only had a mother. The five year-old was already beginning to show a talent in archery- a gift that she had obtained from her father, like everything else about the child apparently. The only thing that Sari inherited from Kasi was the blue eyes that seemed to sparkle like the sea- and every time that small child looked up at her mother, Kasi’s heart swelled with love and adoration.
As Kasiara stood beside the door of the caravan, she replayed the events of that night so long ago. She still saw the look of betrayal in Sariel’s eyes, how the light drained from them and was replaced by a coldness that she didn’t think would ever be thawed. She remembered Shae- how heartbroken she had been to find out that Kasi was pregnant; but then begged Kasi not to leave, tried to barter with her- begged her to stay and she would help Kasi raise Sari. As much as Shae wanted to, there was still a truth in Kasi’s last words to Shae- she didn’t deserve her, she didn’t deserve either of them. As Kasi left the Winter Palace that night, she had planned on never returning to either Shaewyn or Sariel’s lives- and thus far she was able to hold such a promise.
After distancing herself from the others, she became more proficient with a bow- she almost had to, hunting with a sword was next to impossible and she needed to hunt to survive. She was able to teach Sari what she knew, although her skill was nowhere near a match for the girl’s father; and there were times when she almost wished Sariel was a part of her life. But, there was nothing she could do about it now- that bridge had been burned and Kasi knew well enough to not try to rebuild. She was content with her life as it was- she still kept in contact with the remaining members of her clan and was able to visit them on occasion- her mother was always elated to see her granddaughter on the rare occasions that she was given. Sariel’s mother seemed to know well enough that Sari was her son’s daughter- but respected boundaries and never pressed the issue, waiting for Kasi to bring it to light, something the blond deeply respected although felt guilty for.
Reaching in to grab the bow and quiver that sat beside the door of the caravan, Kasi was preparing to go on another hunt. Looking to the back of the caravan, she saw her daughter sleeping. A light chuckle escaped her lips as she crawled back to the sleeping area where her daughter was currently laying. ”Wake up my little huntress,” she spoke softly, gently shaking her daughter’s shoulder to wake the child, ”It’s time for us to hunt for some breakfast,” she spoke sweetly, petting her daughter’s wild brown locks as she sat up and yawned.
”But Mama, I’m tired,” the girl protested, rubbing her eye gingerly. Another light chuckle escaped the woman’s lips. ”How about we go down to the river when we’re done finding food, and you can see if there are any more shells on the riverbank,” she whispered to the child, and the girl’s blue eyes lit up with excitement. ”Okay!” she squealed, an overabundance of joy in her tone as she bounced up- with her height she was barely able to stand without her head hitting the top of the caravan- and grabbing her cloak, bow and quiver. Kasi always encouraged Sari to bring her own bow with her when the two went to hunt- mainly so Sari could observe how Kasi drew her arrow, the stance she took, so Sari could mimic her mother’s actions. It was easier for her to practice this way since the only targets Sari really had access to where the trees around them.
Just as they were about to head off, Kasi heard footsteps in the distance. ”Sari, back in the caravan. And stay low.” she commanded quietly, the girl doing as she was told and shrunk to the back of the caravan so she wasn’t easily seen. Nocking an arrow into her bow, Kasi stood straight, pulling back the string and angling her arm in a steady position so her elbow was bent, thumb pressed to her lips as she waited for the presence to make themselves known. Her eyes resting on a cloaked figure now, and she held the string tighter now. ”I don’t want any trouble, whatever your business is, I would recommend leaving.” she snapped, almost commanding, her voice strong and never faltering even though her heart was pounding in her chest- and all she worried about in this moment was her daughter’s safety.
Apparently the danger of the situation was too much for Sari to handle alone, for the small child suddenly darted out of the caravan and clung tightly to her mother’s leg, a quiet “Mommy” squeaked from her lips. ”Sari!” Kasi exclaimed, shocked as the child gripped the leg of her leggings tightly- the girl’s shoulders trembled in fear of the situation. As the figure grew closer, she was able to make out features underneath the hood, and almost instinctually pulled Sari behind her.
”Why are you here?” she asked, her voice cracked a fraction. Had he heard about Sari from her parents, from his mother. Was he here to harm her or Sari- here to take Sari away from her? Kasi couldn’t take that chance, and after pulling Sari further behind her, resumed her prior position as she pulled the string back, keeping the arrow nocked in the bow and kept it pointed at the man before her. She left her old life behind to make sure her daughter was always safe, and nothing would take Sari away from her. Not even him.
i have been looking for you
Years had passed since the last time Sariel had even laid eyes on Kasiara, his first love. The ball at the Winter Palace, with all the guests adorned with masks, was the last place he had seen her. After realizing that Kasiara had lied to him, especially the cover-up of who Shaewyn was and what she was to Kasiara, Sariel had retreated to Nolora, his blunt best friend who had taken his mind from her that night, instead having them focus on the task at hand - completing their reconnaissance of the night's activities and report back to Fen'Harel. Kasiara had disappeared that night and much to Sariel's surprise, all of his orders had come from Fen'Harel himself, despite Kasiara being his supposed second-in-command. She had simply vanished and if Fen'Harel knew where she was hiding, he was feigning ignorance. Five years had passed since then. Sariel had visited his mother a few times after Kasiara's disappearance, but his mother was adamant that she had not even heard from Kasiara, and that she had no idea where she could have gone. Sariel had found out from Shaewyn shortly after Kasiara left that Kasi had left her as well, and that she also had no idea where to find her. Sariel could not help but feel that she had abandoned them both when things got complicated, running away from a conflict that she couldn't stand trying to deal with. In a way, it was so unlike the woman he had grown up. She had never been this...pathetic, however, he supposed people could change once love was involved.
Shaewyn had at first refused to tell him why Kasiara left, as she knew at least that much. But after five years of being separated from Kasiara, and having the chance to heal her wounds from Kasiara's betrayal, she had found Sariel, and begged to speak to him, to tell him something she had kept from him that she should have told him years ago. Sariel had not wanted to believe her, especially considering she had hidden this secret away for five years, but it seemed that the guilt was finally eating her alive. She needed to get it off her chest, and maybe after all this time, she hoped that Kasiara would find happiness, and knew that if she could not be with her, then she wanted Kasiara to be with someone whom she loved and who loved her in return. Shaewyn had told him that when Kasiara had left, so long ago, she had been pregnant. Sariel did not need Shaewyn to utter even another sound. There was only one person who could physically even be the father, and at first he had been angry - enraged that she would keep such a secret from him, or that Kasiara would abandon him and steal away their child, instead of having them be a proper family. He remembered his father's death, and he knew that it was better having known his dad than not knowing who his father was at all.
By chance, Sariel took to the forests, retracing old steps, trying to discover where Kasiara might have gone based on locations that were special to them. He had only been searching for a week, but he had found her last night. Hiding in the trees, still as a shadow, he had found the old caravan where they had first made love, after being estranged from each other for over ten years. It had sat forgotten in the woods, moss and plants growing over it as time went by, the forest consuming it as part of itself. The bodies were gone, and someone had gone through the trouble of tidying it up, making it a place to live and call home. Sariel had spotted that familiar blonde head then, in the firelight of their camp fire, but he did not wish to make himself known to her that night. Daytime would be better; it would seem less of an ambush and more of a desire to talk, to find out why she had left him once again when she promised she would not.
He left his weapons in the tree he had slept in the night before, and the sun blazed through the trees, rays of golden light spilling over the rich emerald foliage. He wore all black, his hood covering his face, he began to stalk through the trees toward their camp, allowing his footsteps to be heard so that he would not catch her off guard. Kasiara had heard him and he heard the telltale sign of an arrow being nocked on a bow. He could not help but feel a surge of pride - Kasiara, the warrior, learning his own trade. He wondered if after all of these years, she could possibly hunt better than he could. Stepping out of the tree line, his eyes cloaked in the shadow of his hood, he stopped moving, the female's eyes fierce as she stared him down with weapon in hand. Kasiara, it seemed, had not recognized him yet, and he took a step closer, just as the child darted out from the caravan, wrapping herself around Kasi's leg. "Sari!" He stopped, faltering and his knees grew weak to the point where he wanted to sink to the forest floor. Sariel suddenly found it hard to breathe, the breath whooshing out at him as he stared at his child. She looked like him, aside from her defiant sparkling blue eyes that she got from Kasiara. Five years had passed, and she had no idea who her father was; she had no idea if he was alive, and he doubted that Kasi would have told her anything, for she no doubt sought to protect their daughter. His eyes began to well with tears, and he found himself wanting to cry, for his family was sitting in front of him. All thoughts of how Kasiara had abandoned him began to dissipate; he was so overcome after hearing the name she had given their daughter, and at the beautiful little girl Kasi was raising.
Words were escaping him and even though she kept her aggressive stance toward him, he knew the exact moment when she made out his features below the shadows of his hood. Sariel held out his hands from the folds of the cloak and slowly removed the hood, his hands shaking slightly. Kasiara pulled their child further behind her, and she kept the arrow trained on him, breaking his heart even more than before. She thought he would hurt her...or their daughter? "I have no weapons, Kasiara." Slowly, he unbuttoned the hood and removed it, if only so that his daughter would not look so terrified. He had not thought this through enough and now, he knew he needed to choose his words carefully. He did not want to confuse their child, to reveal truths that she might not be ready for at such a young age.
"Why am I here? It took me five years to find you, Kasiara. Five years of searching for you, of not knowing where you were, or if you were well, and when I finally find you, you treat me as if I am the enemy." A tear escaped from one of his eyes and his hands shook more now from the emotion. Kasiara was alive and well, and their daughter was...taken care of. Only...he was not a part of their lives, and that was all he had ever wanted from Kasiara - to be a part of her life for all eternity. His voice broke on his next words. "You chose her name?" He could feel himself shaking and he fought the urge to run to her, to say something, to tell her that nothing mattered and that he still loved her, but he could not get the words out, not when she stared at him as if he might actually harm either of them. Why did she treat him as if he was a stranger? She was the one who had left, not him.
your kiss made me a believer
cleansed my sins somehow.
It had been five years- and now he finally sought after her- no doubt just traveling the countryside, trying to find any trace of her. She didn’t tell her mother where she was, she didn’t tell anyone where she had run off to. She couldn’t risk the Warden’s hearing of her location- coming after her or her daughter. After she was sentenced to death for her crimes- some of which she did not commit but wasn’t about to allow Sariel to die when she could easily take the blame for his attacks on the noblemen and slavers. She didn’t know if he knew that Sari was his- but upon seeing the child it was obvious that she was his. If Sariel knew anything, he would have known that Kasi had only bed him- as the only man at least- so there was no one else that would have sired her child.
”I have no weapons, Kasiara.” Sariel spoke, slowly unbuttoning his hood and let it fall to the green forest floor. Sari relaxed a fraction, especially as Kasi whispered to her that he wasn’t here to hurt them. “He looks like me, Mama.” The girl whispered to her mother, quiet enough so Sariel couldn’t hear the child’s words. A light smile played on Kasi’s lips at this comment, words of revelation dangling on her tongue as she so desperately wanted to tell her daughter that the man before her was her father- but she knew that she would have to be tactful, handling the subject in a way that would not confuse her daughter. Sari was smart- smarter than most children her age, but Kasi knew that if this was handled in the wrong way, it could be devastating and confusing for the small child all the same.
”Why am I here? It took me five years to find you, Kasiara. Five years of searching for you, of not knowing where you were, or if you were well, and when I finally find you, you treat me as if I am the enemy.” She could hear the pain in his voice, and it caused Kasi’s own heart to break. Softening her stance, lowering the bow and returning the arrow to the quiver on her back, a slight sigh escaped her lips and her heart seemed to crack even more when she noticed the tear that now rolled down his cheek. A lump formed in her throat- one that was hard to swallow as her own tears threatened to consume her. He searched for her? He was looking for her Why? She had destroyed him, she ran- even though it was for her own safety, and possibly Sariel’s- some of the Warden’s could be sadistic, and if they knew of her relationship with Sariel they no doubt would have used him against her. It was her best choice to keep those she loved safe. That’s why she had her father help hide Shaewyn before he passed- stealing away all those she loved from the blades that could have used them against her.
Kasi looked down at Sari, and the girl almost had a look of confusion on her face as her own blue eyes met those of her mother. ”Can you take this back to the caravan and go sit there for me, my little Huntress?” she asked softly, kneeling to the child’s level and handing Sari her bow and quiver. With a joyful nod, dark curls bouncing against her shoulders, she ran back to the caravan, sitting the quiver inside the door as she sat on the steps leading up to the inside, sitting with the bow resting on the ground and leaning against the bow as she watched her parents with sharp eyes.
”You chose her name?” his voice cracked and broke with his words, causing Kasi to have to fight harder for her own tears to not consume her as the welled in her eyes. ”Sar, what did you want me to do? I had hurt you, I hurt Shaewyn. I couldn’t face either of you- I didn’t get the chance to tell you. When the Wardens came after me, I had no choice but to run. I couldn’t risk them hurting you, hurting Shae, to get to me. And with me just finding out I was pregnant, I couldn’t let them take me, take away the chance of Sari being born. I couldn’t tell you- hell even my own mother doesn’t know where I am- only that I come to visit occasionally, to see her and Shae.” As she spoke, she slowly inched towards Sariel, carefully- almost guarded. She didn’t know how he was going to react to all this, and she resisted the urge to flee.
She didn’t know how badly this was going to complicate things- if at all. She didn’t know if he had moved on with Nolora, or some other encounter he could have had in the five years she had been absent from him. But she knew that she still loved him- she would always love him. Her heart pounded in its cage at the sight of him, and she resisted every temptation to run to him, feel her arms around him and her lips against his. A slight smile tugged on her lips at his question about her name. ”I figured it was fitting,” she said, looking back at the small child who now had turned her attention towards a bird singing in the branches above them. ”It was a fitting name for such a little huntress. One I thought her father would be proud of.”
She closed the distance between them now- she was so close she could see the tears gleaming in his eyes as more snuck from the corners of his eyes and rolled down his cheek. Softly, slowly, she reached up and cupped the side of his face with a hand- wiping away the stray tears with her thumb. ”Sariel, I am sorry I couldn’t tell you- please believe me that I wanted to. It’s just… Hiding away, like neither of us existed, was the best chance I had at keeping Sari alive. Because I wasn’t executed after the events at the Palace- the Warden’s are still looking for me. Lorin had to go into hiding as well after the Warden’s attacked him out of his connections to me. I couldn’t, I wouldn’t let that happen to you, to Sari, to Shae. My mother had lost so much after my father died, I couldn’t bear to have her bury her daughter, her granddaughter as well.”
Now that they were closer to one another, she could feel the heat from his body, faintly hear his heartbeat vibrating through her ear drums. ”Sariel, I’m so sorry.” her voice cracked with her words, her own tears slowly spilling down her cheeks. “Would you two just kiss already?” Sari’s voice echoed through the empty air, causing Kasi to blink, faltering for a moment before a light laugh escaped her lips. Obviously, Sari could see the tension between her parents- and understood, even at this young age, that there had been something between the two at one point. Kasi had told Sari stories of Sariel- bits and pieces of her father so the child knew how much like him she was.
Kasi had briefly explained that she had to leave him, but hadn't given Sari the exact reason why she had left- and the girl understood; content with the small information that her mother had provided for her. Looking back at Sari, Kasi shook her head at the small child- she couldn’t tell where Sari got the sass from, probably both of them- before turning her attention back towards Sariel.
i have been looking for you
Whispers traveled between Kasiara and her...no, their child, soft enough that Sariel could not capture the words individually. Kasi smiled in response to whatever the little girl had said. Sariel tried to get past the hurt and betrayal he felt - he had been trying to forgive her for five years. He thought that seeing her would make it easier, but it didn't especially now that he saw his daughter with her, named after his own name, five years old and with no knowledge that he was her father. He kept his mouth shut, however, knowing that speaking the wrong words could confuse her, and he did not want to upturn a five year old's world. Kasiara softened her stance and finally lowered her bow, returning the quiver to her back. Kasi leaned down, sending their daughter away so they could speak privately, although the little girl simply stared at them from the caravan, watching them with wondering and curious eyes. ”Sar, what did you want me to do? I had hurt you, I hurt Shaewyn. I couldn’t face either of you- I didn’t get the chance to tell you. When the Wardens came after me, I had no choice but to run. I couldn’t risk them hurting you, hurting Shae, to get to me. And with me just finding out I was pregnant, I couldn’t let them take me, take away the chance of Sari being born. I couldn’t tell you- hell even my own mother doesn’t know where I am- only that I come to visit occasionally, to see her and Shae.”
Sariel would be lying to himself if he pretended it did not hurt to know that during these last five years, Kasiara had gone out of her way to see Shaewyn, even though it endangered both of them, but she could not even be bothered to write him a letter to let him know she was fine. It reminded him horribly of when she left the camp for her six year training excursion. She had never bothered to contact him, never bothered to see how he was doing or let him know how she was doing. That was when she had met Shaewyn, and whatever she told him now, he knew in his heart that he could never trust her fully, not when she seemed so willing to stay in Shaewyn's life, but not his own. Sariel wiped away the tear, his jaw set in frustration as she inched closer to him, as if uncertain on how he would react from her words. To be honest, he was still focused on the last bit, that she had gone to see her mother and Shaewyn. The irrational part of his brain told him that this was because she kept in contact with those important to her. She was willing to risk endangering Shaewyn to see her, yet she could not do the same for him. She was a hypocrite, just as she always had been.
But as her words switched to talk about the name she had chosen for their daughter, Sariel could not help but feel the anger subside. The past five years had been difficult - Nolora and him were still close friends, but a part of that friendship had been tainted when he had tried to use her to get over Kasiara. He would never forget the hurt on her face as she spit through her teeth, "I am not her replacement." Sariel had been shocked at the venom in her voice, but after that their friendship had resumed, albeit slightly awkwardly, especially because she berated him every time she could tell he was thinking about Kasiara, or sometimes downright resorted to violence if he started talking about her. Nolora had always been that way though - blunt, stubborn, and overly protective of him like a sister. Sariel only had room in his heart for one woman though...romantically, at least, and that person would always be Kasiara, no matter how bad she hurt him, or what secrets she kept from him. He always loved her, and he always would.
She was close now, and Sariel tried not to flinch when she reached out, cupping his cheek in her hand as she wiped away the rogue tears. ”Sariel, I am sorry I couldn’t tell you- please believe me that I wanted to. It’s just… Hiding away, like neither of us existed, was the best chance I had at keeping Sari alive. Because I wasn’t executed after the events at the Palace- the Warden’s are still looking for me. Lorin had to go into hiding as well after the Warden’s attacked him out of his connections to me. I couldn’t, I wouldn’t let that happen to you, to Sari, to Shae. My mother had lost so much after my father died, I couldn’t bear to have her bury her daughter, her granddaughter as well.” Sariel nodded numbly, and she drew closer as she apologized. Sariel's eyes flicked upwards to look into her blue ones and he unknowingly moved closer, dipping his head slightly. “Would you two just kiss already?” Despite the circumstances, he could not help but chuckle and Kasiara released a small laugh of her own as well. The smile remained on his face as he reached out, tucking her wild blonde hair behind her ears, his thumbs lingering on her cheeks.
His heart had no more room for grudges. "Kasiara...I forgive you. I understand." Then, he leaned in, his lips covering hers gently, kissing her as if it was the first time, back in the woods when they had been little more than teenagers. When he pulled away, he rested his forehead against hers, the wry smile winding its way across his lips. "She is one sassy five year old girl. She gets it from you." He let out a soft laugh at that, before pulling away and smoothing down Kasiara's hair, staring at her as if she could be whisked away from him again. "I meant what I said all those years ago...when I first saw you after thinking you were dead. I love you Kasiara. I have always loved you. And I will always love you."
Kasi noticed the pang of hurt, and what she could only assume was jealousy, as she mentioned that she saw Shae- and she felt guilty. ”By the way, it’s not like I was going out of my way to see Shae. She stayed with the clan, helps my mother and keeps her company after my father’s death. She offered, I told her she should leave a long time ago, that it wasn’t safe for her to stay; but she insisted that she stay to help take care of Mother- that it was the least she could do to repay my father’s kindness in keeping her safe. I had no choice but to comply, I couldn’t convince her otherwise.” she spoke softly, wrapping her arms around his neck and tangling her fingers in the hairs curling at the back of his head. ”I did ask your mother about you, I wanted to find you; but at the time your mother didn’t know where you were, so I dropped the subject. I didn’t figure you’d want to be found by me; and honestly, I couldn’t blame you.”
A slight sigh escaped her lips. ”I wanted to tell you about Shae, I tried tell you about her on multiple occasions. I even tried telling Shae, but every time I tried there was always something that interrupted me. Before the ball it had been my parents visiting- and telling her when they were there was less than ideal. It was the one moment of calm before the chaos of that entire shit-show. But, my father had actually been the one to convince me to try to tell you, even though I was so set on not letting you know. I knew you would be so angry with me for hurting someone for you, to be with you. I fucked up, and I never meant for things to get as complicated as they did. Everything with Shaewyn, the Wardens, taking the blame for your kills in Tevinter- I never wanted things to spiral out of control like they did. I just.. All I wanted was you Sar.” Kasi spoke softly with her head lowered, eyes gaze down towards the forest floor.
Her heart sped up slightly as he almost instinctually moved closer to her, dipping his head slightly as his eyes sought hers. Elation filled her heart as the soft sound of his chuckle reached her ears, and the smile that was already on her lips in response to their daughter just grew. ”Kasiara… I forgive you. I understand.” Her heart overflowed with joy and tears streaked her cheeks, only to pause as his lips covered hers gently- just as they did all those years ago when they shared their first kiss. After finally pulling away, he rested his head against her forehead and the tears that had pooled in the corners of her eyes finally streamed down her cheeks. Placing her hands firmly on his chest, she gripped the front of his shirt- almost afraid that he would disappear. ”She is one sassy five-year old girl. She gets it from you.”
A light laugh escaped her lips as she leaned up and pushed her forehead against his. ”She’s more like you I think. I mean, I do see some of myself in her, but she is definitely your daughter. Stubborn and thick headed,” Kasi teased with a playful smile dancing against her lips. Pulling away, Sariel smoothed down her hair, holding her gaze. ”I meant what I said all those years ago… When I first saw you after thinking you were dead. I love you Kasiara, I have always loved you. And I will always love you.” A light blush spread across her cheeks at his words and she was almost at a loss for words. He still loved her, even after all this time, after all the heart ache and pain she caused him, he still loved her. ”Sariel, nothing on this earth could make me love you less.” She spoke softly, pulling him back to her and placing a tender, loving kiss against his lips.
”Mama, I’m hungry,” Sari’s voice cut through the silence of the moment she shared with Sariel, and a breathless chuckle escaped her lips after she pulled away from him. ”Well I guess that’s my cue.” she spoke, lightly tracing her fingers against his jawline before spinning on the ball of her foot and walking back to the caravan, taking her bow and quiver from her daughter. ”Is Daddy going to join us too?” Sari asked, looking up at her mother with genuine curiosity, causing Kasi to falter slightly and look down at her daughter with a shocked expression. ”Well I mean, he is my Daddy right? He looks just like me, but his eyes are different. I have your eyes, don’t I Mama?” Sari asked, never breaking eye contact with the blonde.
Kasi was genuinely at a loss for words at this point and just started at her daughter with a mixed expression of shock and awe. Shaking her head slightly to shake off the shock, she chuckled, rustling her fingers through her daughter’s curly locks. ”You’re too smart for your own good you know that?” she asked before Sari half skipped, half trotted towards Sariel. ”You are my Daddy right?” she asked, looking up at Sariel, the man that she so closely resembled, with a bright smile on her face. Kasi couldn’t help but smile at the sight, and she almost felt as though her family was slowly becoming complete. Walking over to the two, she placed her hands on her hips, looking at Sariel with a grin. ”Well I guess this means you can’t leave now, we get that family we always wanted together,” the last bit of her sentence was spoken in a softer tone as she placed a kiss against his cheek.
”Would you like to join us for a morning hunt?” Kasi asked, pressing her forehead against his temple. ”Then maybe we won’t lose arrows. Mama can’t shoot straight,” Sari commented with a light, melodious laugh; causing Kasiara to blush a light scarlet. ”I still get our food don’t I?” Kasi retorted, playfully glaring at their daughter with her hands on her hips. ”After it takes you like two shots to actually kill something.” Sari snapped back with sass and vigor in her voice, causing Kasi to laugh before scooping the child up in her arms. ”You are so sassy you know that?” Kasi spoke with a smile, before looking over at Sariel, the grin seeming to get wider. ”She’s definitely our child,” Kasi remarked with a bright smile.
tagged: @SARIEL DRAKE.