castile/family/any

[clarissa]

your breath frozen in the air, newborn droplets of ice
you were the one thing i got right

As she leans into her surrogate father, she feels safe for the first time, and so pleasantly warm. She doesn’t know if it is because of her tender age or the drake inside of her, but she feels sluggish in the snows, and the warmth radiating from the dragon-stallion soothes the ache in her tiny limbs. When his muzzle presses to her face once more and he breathes in her scent, she whickers happily, her golden eyes gleaming when their gazes cross. He is right – there is strength and fire holding the girl together, and perhaps one day she will burn brightly for all the world to see.

For now, she is content in his warm embrace, and she giggles as he plays with her short mane. He considers her lack of a name and she watches him curiously as he contemplates his options, wondering what he’s going to deem her. Will it be something pretty, like his name? She can’t even think of any options herself – what kind of words make a name? How does someone name something, or someone else? Are there others who name themselves? All of the questions threaten to spill off of her tongue but she holds herself back, eager to know the thoughts rolling through his head.

Finally he makes a decision, and she stands taller as he names her: Clarissa. She prances a little in the snow and squeals happily, pressing her nose into his shoulder. “Clah-rissa,” she repeats, whispering the name into his leg while her tiny tail beats excitedly back and forth. “Clarissa.” She pulls her face away and looks at the pinto stallion, pure joy radiating from the tiny thing. “It’s me,” she whispers, awed. She is Clarissa, now and forever, and she is safe here, with him.

clarissa

@[Castile] if it's okay i'm gonna end this here because foals are IMPOSSIBLE but they can thread again soon for sure <3