WITHIN THE CARDS !

          Deer-like gaze shifted, resting upon the boy beside her with understanding and sorrow swimming about the baby blues of her eyes. Deep within her heart she knew that he spoke of them, one of the hundreds, maybe thousands, of monsters that haunted the world since the dark ages, and she felt pity. To have a family member nearly lost to the darkness, it must be unbearable for anyone, and so, Penelope would reach out to take his hand in an effort to comfort him. Even those unknown to her needed comfort.  ❛  I’m sorry to hear that he nearly turned into a monster, at least he isn’t one, right? He’s still the same brother you know too, isn’t he?  ❜

          ❛  I didn’t mean to sound vague, I’m sorry.  ❜   Something about him sent fear throughout petite form, brows raising and tilting as it stung the surface of her features. Not even her little friends would inform her of what he was, for reasons unknown to her, and this only heighten the steadily growing panic. Yet, did she hold enough bravery to speak of what she was? Penelope had been taught to take caution on speaking of her heritage as there was some who hunted those like her.  ❛  I'm not sure if I could tell you, sir, even if you look human and speak like one, you could be someone who would hurt me.  ❜

Sorry for disappearing on you all, I had little interest for writing on all my blogs apart from one. I’ll be here for today, and maybe post a starter call too.

          How long had it been since Lena had caught wind of another with heritage such as her own? She could not recall correctly, perhaps it had been well over three centuries since. To see another of Viking blood, born to the winds of the seas and with a shrill in their veins, brought a smile to the Elder’s lips.  ❛  You carry the scent of the old world, just as the winds would carry the sea air.  ❜  Breathing these words outwards, retaining the smile, she saw the uneasiness in the other’s eyes.  ❛  I won’t harm you, I give you my word.  ❜

@bratpcker​ | ♥  muse : Penelope !

Verona has proven to be highly maternal. In her human life, she showed compassion to the children of her household and the child that was her brother’s child. Often, even in this life, she shows this same maternal instinct in her own young (when they do have a chance to live) and even towards her own sisters, Aleera and Mariska, by placing herself between them and Dracula when need be. It should also be noted that she will not harm human children, which many would find strange of a vampire, as she still holds a human heart and compassion to them. Even towards younger vampires, she holds a motherly figure towards them and will tend to try and teach them the ways that is of their people. When a child, human or monster, has either been injured or claimed to be deceased, Verona will have a time of grief for that child.