"I posted a snippet of this on my blog not long ago. This meme really was an eye opener as far as character motivation. Ya see, my character Perditus is prone to being a very self-righteous person, caring more about being a hero than actually being virtuous. This meme opened my eyes to a whole new side of him. To a loving and caring brother that only wants to protect his sisters. Perhaps he does try too hard to be a hero, but that's because he feels a responsibility to do so. Click here for a link to the meme in its entirety." -Casey
Winter kept a cold grip on the forest, blanketing the bare limbs of trees in a thick sheet of snow. Leona ran across one of the wooden bridges of the treetop village, knocking snow to the ground far below. She reached the end of the bridge and found the entrance to Perditus’ room blocked by a long thick blanket that hung like curtain above the door.
She pushed it aside so that she could enter the room and then she quickly shut it again. She found her brother standing at the back of the room with a blanket hanging over his shoulders, trying desperately to catch a piece of paper that had been blown out of his grasp when Leona entered. He caught the paper (which turned out to be a map) and quickly threw it onto his writing desk dropping his blanket down over it as he turned to greet his sister.
“Leona! Sister dear,” he exclaimed. “What brings you here? I’d have thought that everyone was gathered around the fireplace by now.”
“They are,” Leona explained. “But you weren’t there. Why are you hiding in your room? Are you and grandfather still arguing?”
“Grandfather and I are not arguing,” Perditus protested. “I would never speak out against him.”
Leona shrugged this off, eager to drop the subject and get back to the task that had brought her through the snow. “I brought something for you,” she said as she reached into her coat pocket.
Perditus walked up to her to find that she was now holding a small red flower that had petals shaped like little hearts. The flower was flattened so it could be assumed that Leona had taken it from her pressed flower collection.
“Thank you, Leona, but why the sudden gift?” he asked. “February fourteenth is hardly a holy day.”
“Ely was upset yesterday because she said winter was cold and dead and no colors were around under all the snow,” Leona reminisced. “So I wanted to give everyone a spring flower so they could remember the colors.”
Perditus turned the little flower by the stem between his thumb and index finger. It was in fact a very bright color, not unlike the bright blue color of his sister’s eyes.
Perditus dropped to his knees suddenly and wrapped his arms around Leona in a tight hug. The girl was surprised, but she of course hugged her brother back in return.
“Brother! Whatever is the matter?” she asked worriedly.
Perditus pulled away from her again, letting out a long breath in short spurts as he held the little flower between them. “This little flower is just like you, Leona,” he explained. “Its color shines all the brighter when the rest of the world is barren of such beauty.”
Leona stared at her brother, confusion emanate on her face. “It’s not supposed to make you sad,” she said.
“I’m not sad,” he assured her. “I just wish the rest of the world could see this beautiful flower.”
Perditus and Leona (C) SuperheroGeek13
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