01-18-2018, 09:15 PM
Valensia
It’s been quite a year for the young girl, part of her is proud of what she has accomplished in that time, but another part of her is frustrated that she hasn’t done more… been more. She needs to have a talk with mother and father about how she can contribute to the generous home they have occupied in this time. She knows a little about the structure, but what she can do, be, to help them thrive. That part is something that she needs to broach with her parents. It’s on this that she is brooding while she secretly tries to tag along behind her brother.
She likes to pretend that they practice together on the ground to make sure that their wings are strong. Because he hasn’t joined her up there yet; she refuses to rub it in his face that she can already fly. Choosing to stay on the ground until he is using his wings for more than cow hops too, she follows her brothers around Tephra keeping their vanity from bruising, and demanding all the attention she can gather from any of the family available. Following him up the volcano she picks her way carefully as the loose rock tumble beneath the young hooves. It takes her longer than it does him, and she is far below him when she looks up to see him perched on the ledge. The black roan watches as he settles in prepping himself to brave the unknown. Her breath hitches as she can see him looking as regal as any yearling can in their winter coat. Just as the suspense begins to build for her he is knocked off rushing towards her in a plummeting fall. To her it seems forever, and the fear is paralyzing her insides as her brother is nearing her in the deadly dash. A heart beat later he’s rising high above her head taking the scare away with him.
Her face splits with the excited grin. He’s flying! She now has someone to come with her into the clouds. The addictive feeling of nothing but air beneath her body could be shared with someone, someone could understand the need she feels to fly. She races as quickly as she can, stumbling and flapping her wings to keep herself from doing a full tumble head first down the path. Reaching the flat ground, she takes off running, chasing his shadow. Breathlessly laughing she squeals her response to his call for attention. It’s a mad dash to catch him, hopeless attempt though it may be. It doesn’t take long for him to plummet back to earth father right on his heels.
Breathlessly her ribs rise and fall with the gulps of much needed oxygen. She stands off slightly, politely waiting for the commotion to settle a bit. Gansey! You flew! Excited as ever to have another soul in the skies with her, she nearly bursts with her enthusiasm. We should practice in the sky now!
She likes to pretend that they practice together on the ground to make sure that their wings are strong. Because he hasn’t joined her up there yet; she refuses to rub it in his face that she can already fly. Choosing to stay on the ground until he is using his wings for more than cow hops too, she follows her brothers around Tephra keeping their vanity from bruising, and demanding all the attention she can gather from any of the family available. Following him up the volcano she picks her way carefully as the loose rock tumble beneath the young hooves. It takes her longer than it does him, and she is far below him when she looks up to see him perched on the ledge. The black roan watches as he settles in prepping himself to brave the unknown. Her breath hitches as she can see him looking as regal as any yearling can in their winter coat. Just as the suspense begins to build for her he is knocked off rushing towards her in a plummeting fall. To her it seems forever, and the fear is paralyzing her insides as her brother is nearing her in the deadly dash. A heart beat later he’s rising high above her head taking the scare away with him.
Her face splits with the excited grin. He’s flying! She now has someone to come with her into the clouds. The addictive feeling of nothing but air beneath her body could be shared with someone, someone could understand the need she feels to fly. She races as quickly as she can, stumbling and flapping her wings to keep herself from doing a full tumble head first down the path. Reaching the flat ground, she takes off running, chasing his shadow. Breathlessly laughing she squeals her response to his call for attention. It’s a mad dash to catch him, hopeless attempt though it may be. It doesn’t take long for him to plummet back to earth father right on his heels.
Breathlessly her ribs rise and fall with the gulps of much needed oxygen. She stands off slightly, politely waiting for the commotion to settle a bit. Gansey! You flew! Excited as ever to have another soul in the skies with her, she nearly bursts with her enthusiasm. We should practice in the sky now!
“And there was you - your fair self,
always delicately dressed,
with white firm fingers sure of touch
in delicate true work.
I loved you then.”
- Charlotte Gilman
@[Gansey] - let me know if you need me to change this post at all