[private] Desolation comes upon the sky // Sarkis

[Scorch]

WATCH THE FLAMES CLIMB HIGH INTO THE NIGHT

It would seem as if her reunions with long-ago children was still far from over. After having been back in Beqanna for over two years, the warrior woman had begun to lose hope that she'd ever see any of them again. There was no news of them, nor could she track their scents farther than her wishful dreams. Often she found herself speaking with Ea and Hestoni, trusting them to reassure her that none of her other children had yet joined them in the Afterlife. Still, she missed her babies with a fearsome passion; she had raised them for decades, and they were as much a part of her as her Jungle had been.

And as much as her new cliff-side Jungle was, too.

With her head lowered between that short blades of winter-grass, Scorch at first missed the appearance of a bay-roan figure not far from where she stood. In fact, Scorch remained oblivious right until a voice called out above the evening breeze; and when that voice did reach her ears, Scorch's heart stopped.

Mother? Mother! Is that you?

Throwing her eyes towards the mare, Scorch whinnied a shrill reply, eyes rolling and welling with tears as her own body accelerated forward to meet the other halfway. And yet, the darling girl stopped short, tears streaming down her face as sobs overtook her thin frame. But her hesitation did not sway Scorch at all - no, as words of confusion and disbelief spilled out of her third-youngest's mouth, the mutilated mare pulled her into her strong embrace, holding her until her sobs subsided.

"It's really me Sarkis, I'm right here." Tears streamed down her own face freely by then, mixing with fur that matched her own original colour perfectly. "It's me baby girl, oh, I've missed you too, so so much."

With a final squeeze, Scorch released her daughter, stepping back and forcing her to meet her gaze. She knew how hard her death had been on her youngest. And she knew that it should have been her, Sarkis, that she first sought out. Bile rose in her throat at the recognition that she had devoted herself to a kingdom before she had to her own daughter - the one who needed her most.

"I'm sorry I didn't find you sooner, I'm sorry," She smiled, hopeful, and yet fearing the worst. "Please forgive me, I'm here now, for good."

Scorch

Once Khaleesi of the Amazon Jungle

@[Sarkis]