Happy Birthday Elyss

Cold. So cold, but soon, Elyss could only hope that she was nearing her destination. Ulv may think the redhead wished to be alone, but if so, she would not have come to this particular area. Out of all places, if Elyss truly wished to not have Ulv around, she would have gone anywhere else in the world except for the one place that Ulv lived and governed. Maybe this is just some cruel and unusual punishment for the bigger woman. Maybe Elyss wanted her suffering to be known. Though, when has the lone redhead ever desired for anyone to worry about her? She’s always been throwing away her own personal health for others and tried her best to hide any inner trauma until it boiled over and filled her with such unadulterated fury that everyone had no choice but to take care. Now, however? Elyss only has one thing on her mind that has nothing to do with anyone else. She simply wished to make it home. If Ulv does not show, then she will still make it there. If no one shows, then she will still make it there. Her mind is filled with harrowing memories flashing in and out of a place, a place so familiar she could practically envision being within it. There is a man and a woman and another woman, well, she’s more like a young female. She can see that memory so similar to this moment that it felt too real.

“...Huh..?”

Elyss didn’t even notice another coming near her until a voice echoed within her frozen reddening ears that felt they’d fall off at any moment. How long has she been out in the cold weather? How much longer before her body gives in to exhaustion and let the falling snow bury her? She didn’t know and didn’t care, but this voice. It sounded all too familiar. Her pale red cheeks look up to Iori recognizing the woman but also seeing something strange, a delusional image of another redhead. That mattered not, for that vision is gone quickly as Elyss’ lips fall downward into a frown. She did not wish to be seen, but maybe this is just whatever guardian angel that watches over her enacting its will for her to not kill herself.

“I-Iori…”

Elyss’ voice comes out in a cold stutter as her teeth begin rattling and her body shakes uncontrollably. Her bare toes dig into the ground as her bandaged body shies away slightly from the taller woman and her coat. Elyss looked scared, sickly, near death, and most importantly, cold.