OOC: Ack! I had a whole, long post all written up and then my stupid browser went and returned to the previous window, which of course erased everything written in the Quick Reply box. Gah, I hate it when that happens. >_<
IC:
Ashley didn't have time to voice her own opinion on the leadership issue before John, Jinger, Tessie, and, much to her surprise, Kevin had all nominated and elected her to be the leader of their haphazard little group, a decision which left the girl with rather mixed emotions. On one hand, she had never been very fond of bossing people about or making decisions about others, but at the same time, it was rather flattering to recieve so much support from them and she wanted to do something to repay their trust.
The girl grinned wryly at the comment Kevin delivered with his vote, "I'll keep that in mind." she replied, although she was still somewhat uncertain about the boy's true motives. Based on what Ashley had learned about the boy so far, she found the thought of him giving up on any position of power, no matter how trivial, to be peculiar at the very least, and she couldn't help thinking that there was some other factor behind his decision which she wasn't aware of. Her suspicions were soon confirmed, as Kevin leant over to tell her something in a slightly more hushed voice so that the others wouldn't hear. Again, it wasn't at all what the girl had expected, there was no bitterness in his words about him not being chosen for leader, nor any nasty side-remarks or attempts of getting a special position, but instead he congratulated her...and what's more, actually did something which Ashley would have deemed him almost incapable of; he complimented her on her scar.
My scar...beautiful? she echoed in her mind, Now there's a first... Regardless of how strange they sounded, it was obvious that Kevin's words were sincere, and that he admired Ashley's scar, perhaps even respected her a bit for it. No doubt the boy had never seen anything like that considering the luxurious environment that he had undoubtedly spent his whole life in. To him, it was probably a testament of having faced hard things in life but still triumphed over them, the real life, outside mommy's and daddy's home and pampering. Nonetheless, Ashley found it strangely touching to recieve a compliment from such an unexpected source.
"Thank you." she whispered in response, smiling at the boy for the very first time before turning her attention to the topic being discussed; mainly, Alex's reservations towards having a leader at all. Although listening to the boy's words, Ashley couldn't help thinking that it wasn't as much the concept of a leader that the boy was opposed to as the concept of that leader being a girl.
"Oh, don't worry." she replied, smiling a bit, "Of course I'll listen to everyone's opinions. I mean, it's not like I'm going to become some kind of brutal tyrant or anything." she chuckled at the thought "But even democracies have presidents, don't they?" she added as an afterthought, wanting to see how much water Alex's arguments could hold "And I was elected after all."
Kula tilted her head at Adeline's comment, giving the Houndour a quizzical look, {Rolling is fun?} she asked, scratching her head. {Okies, little Kula will try that then she supposes.}
With that, the little Snorunt carefully lied down on her side before attempting a roll on the floor. Snorunt bodies aren't exactly the best suited ones for such however, and she constantly had to struggle so as to not get stuck on her back or on her stomach. {Little Kula...doesn't get it...} she panted after a while, struggling herself up into standing position {Rolling...is a looooot harder...than it looks...}
