[Wild Roses] Trickwood Unification
Title: yeah, no.
'Verse/characters: Wild Roses; Hernén, Ruadhan
Prompt: 65A "a thousand days"
Word Count: 165
Notes: after social networking. Prompted by a poll response.
Getting a word in edgewise--he'd had this conversation before. Different man, then.
"Ruah--" he tried, then "Ba--" then his temper snapped and he roared "Shut up!"
Ruadhan blinked at him mildly. "Oui?"
He was not consigning his half brother to Winter, he was not consigning his half brother to Winter . . "They're never going to agree to this."
"But it's--" Ruadhan began in a far too reasonable tone, and Hernén blasted him upside the back of the head with a glacier-fed breeze.
"They haven't allied before now because of some kind of feud back a few generations, not because they haven't looked past the lightning-struck trees, Ruadhan."
" . . How'd you find that out? I haven't heard anything."
"It's in their weaving, and I've seen that."
His half-brother blinked twice, then, intrigued, "That's not just decorative?"
"No."
"I'm going to go bother someone."
"Remember to let them talk, too," he said dryly.
Ruadhan was chuckling as he walked away.
'Verse/characters: Wild Roses; Hernén, Ruadhan
Prompt: 65A "a thousand days"
Word Count: 165
Notes: after social networking. Prompted by a poll response.
Getting a word in edgewise--he'd had this conversation before. Different man, then.
"Ruah--" he tried, then "Ba--" then his temper snapped and he roared "Shut up!"
Ruadhan blinked at him mildly. "Oui?"
He was not consigning his half brother to Winter, he was not consigning his half brother to Winter . . "They're never going to agree to this."
"But it's--" Ruadhan began in a far too reasonable tone, and Hernén blasted him upside the back of the head with a glacier-fed breeze.
"They haven't allied before now because of some kind of feud back a few generations, not because they haven't looked past the lightning-struck trees, Ruadhan."
" . . How'd you find that out? I haven't heard anything."
"It's in their weaving, and I've seen that."
His half-brother blinked twice, then, intrigued, "That's not just decorative?"
"No."
"I'm going to go bother someone."
"Remember to let them talk, too," he said dryly.
Ruadhan was chuckling as he walked away.