I wish my cat had a phone so I could text him while I’m at work and tell him I love him and I miss him and he could send back blurry pictures of random things, incomprehensible gibber texts, and audio recordings of his crinkle ball
I’m not dead? ayyy heres some more art of my sangheili ocs C:
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somewhat coherent backstory under cut
Maavi grew sick and Tava did not know what to do. Her mother had always been ill but this was different. She grew frailer and frailer with each passing week until she could no longer stand and Tava took over the duties of cooking, cleaning and tending to her mother and brother. Eventually their mother passed, leaving young Tava and Suo alone.
Tava mourned her mother and grieved for many moons until a stranger came to their quiet lonely home. An adult sangheili dressed in armor unfamiliar to Tava arrived to find the two children cowering in hiding. This unknown stranger removed his helmet to dispel the distrust within Tava and introduced himself as Vero ‘Joradamee and a good friend of Maavi.
He helped Tava in giving her mother a proper funeral and shared stories in remembrance of Maavi, eventually telling Tava that she and her brother shall move into the Jorad keep’s care as part of being members of said family and he was to escort them there. Tava knew then that the life she knew was no more.
She could not fit as easily into the keep’s societal structure as her brother Suo could, refusing to forsake her mother’s memory that the her paternal lineage family members attempted to erase by assimilation. The only two sangheili she could ever confide in were her brother Suo, and the stranger Vero who was kin, although latter was a venerable adult that almost always was absent due to his military service within the Covenant.
Vero - despite his deposition as an ultra in Covenant ranking - was much kinder than the other members of the Jorad keep and he never looked upon the traditions Tava kept alive with contempt or dismissal like their kin whenever he was present. He understood that Tava was preserving her mother’s teachings and let her be. While Vero never revealed his relation to them and only ever allowed Suo to think he was an indistinct older male relative, Tava knew Vero was their sire. She knew since the moment she saw him that her brother had his eyes and herself inherited his complexion. Yet as part of sangheili culture she kept quiet about the revelation from her brother Suo to allow him to grow unburdened by the knowledge or targeted by others of his age.