71 Elanors Resolve (1/2)
The rising sun rouses Elanor from her stupor as she rubs her eyes she sees Laurel running around with a bucket of water. Elanor waves to her and yells, ”What's the hurry?”
Laurel pauses and looks at the already rambunctious Elanor. Laurel smiles awkwardly while replying, ”Well everyone is hungover. It's a mess.”
”What a bunch of lightweights,” Elanor laughs while holding her stomach. ”I'll hang around for breakfast. Come talk to me when you're done taking care of the losers.”
After a chaotic morning, breakfast is a light affair. With just some jerky and a variety of vegetables. Kendra and Rosie leave as soon as breakfast is over. Laurel then finds Elanor relaxing in the outskirts of town.
”What did you need?” Laurel asks as she runs over.
Elanor grabs the girl by the waist with her right hand and scoops up Laurel's right hand with her left. Elanor sweeps Laurel around in the dance step that she'd taught her. Elanor nods happily as she compliments, ”You've got the basic steps down now.” Elanor then shakes her head and seriously says, ”This is only the beginning. You can't just rely on that stupid bushes technique. You must integrate everything into your dance.”
Laurel looks up over Elanor's mountains into her eyes. ”I don't,” Laurel starts to reject with hazy eyes but as she begins to speak Elanor swoops her away with a sudden dip.
Elanor leaves laurel bent over backward. Elanor leans in holding the girl tightly. She puts her lips right next to Laurel's ear and whispers, ”You must do it. I know you have it in you.”
Laurel blushes from the close body contact she almost felt like she was merging with the curvy woman. Before she can get her barring Elanor lifts her up and twirls her away. ”Ahh,” Laurel yelps as she stumbles from the sudden movement.
”Alright I'll see you later,” Elanor yells with a mischievous smile. She waves happily while bouncing up and down. Before Laurel can even comprehend what is going on, Elanor has dashed off into the forest.
Elanor quickly reaches her camp not too far from the village. It has a well-made tent with a bed in it. The area is surrounded by inscriptions to keep the snow and weak demonic beasts away while she's gone. A fire stone lays in the center of the encampment keeps the place cozy.
Elanor sighs and walks over to her tent. She scoops up her treasure digest and flops on her bed her blond hair spilling out around her. She holds the book overhead as she reads about some of the recent discoveries.
As Elanor relaxes she pulls out some snacks. She grabs a bag of chips and a bottle of wine. As she read, she giggles with excitement. ”Treasure hunting really is the best!” she exclaims.
”Sigh, you're still playing treasure hunter at your age?” A familiar woman's voice says next to Elanor's bed.
”It's romantic and lucrative!” Elanor rejects without thinking. She flops her book onto her lap and looks up at the blasphemer. Elanor's eye widens as she exclaims, ”Mom?!”
Enyo stands over her girl with a stern face. She's dressed in casual clothing with short pants and a short-sleeved shirt that strains to contain her. Even though their demeanor is different when standing next to each other no one would deny the resemblance. This often isn't true for those in the Harlyn clan who can modify their bodies.
”Mom, what are you doing here?!” Elanor exclaims before looking Enyo over. ”Are you trying to seduce some young man? What are you wearing!” She complains embarrassed.
”You're one to talk young lady. Look at you with loose-fitting clothing always on the verge of exposure. At least my clothes keep the critical parts contained,” Enyo retorts while wrapping her arms around Elanor's neck.
Enyo flops down and begins to tickle Elanor. Elanor struggles, but how can she escape her mother? Elanor starts to laugh uncontrollably. ”Mom stop I'm dying!” Elanor yells.
Enyo then heads butts Elanor making Elanor yelp and rub her forehead. ”You stay on this rock for a few years and think you're queen? It's 10,000 years to early to challenge me,” Enyo reprimands.