Butterflies are self propelled flowers - Besra, any

[Felinae]

I'm so excited, delighted. I won't deny it nor fight it.

Her surprise is just as big as his, if not more. It has been a while since she had last heard that name – even though her own was very much alike – and the cobalt blue roan mare had long given up on finding family. It had been years ago since she had travelled to the Deserts, in an attempt to learn more about Felidae. All she knew about her own father was his name and that his coat had been as blue as hers. Alausi – Felinae’s mother – had named her after her father because of that cobalt blue. She hadn’t known about siblings nor she was prepared to hear someone, a stranger, suddenly bring that name up again. With Besra’s arrival she doesn’t get the chance to reply. It wasn’t the right time and place to bring up old family bonds, where she had come to visit the new ones.

Although Felinae is glad that her daughter had found happiness, she cannot ignore the pang in her chest. How could she not think of Zeik as she sees the two together. This Phaedrus might not be Besra’s lover, he is thé stallion in her new life. And honestly, they made quite a pair with their blue hair; one cobalt and one blue like the sky. She tries to hide it behind her smile, trying to push the thought away. Zeik was around and she knew he would always be, therefor both her daughters were important at this moment. She watches her girls interact together, yet refuses to move too far away from them as she rather keeps them within reach.

The pout upon Vlinder’s dark lips grows and soon after she shakes her head in disagreement. ”I missed you more..” she states, although a bit hesitantly. Her big sister is the only one she feels truly comfortable around, knowing that the blue haired roan didn’t look down on her and neither worried too much like their mother did. Simply because of that Vlinder had missed her. It was rare for the young girl to have company and not feel troubled and less at the same time. She already knew that her wings were no good, but who was she to tell her mother that?

She didn’t need much encouragement to walk into the strange land. Too young to understand courtesy and politics, understanding Besra’s suggestion as a real invitation. Not does it cross her mind that it isn’t Besra who really should ask them in. Vlinder had yet to pay much attention to Phaedrus. Her sister and these new lands were far more interesting and with renew energy the blue roan girl – she takes after both her father and sister in that matter – she trots forward to inspect her sister’s new home herself. ”Big sis! Show me your favorite places, pleaaaseee?” she asks – or more like whines – only stopping to look back at the adults with a big grin on her face.

Felinae watches her youngest daughter silently. She sees how Vlinder had temporary unfolded her white and blue wings in enthusiasm, but also witnesses how the young girl struggles to fold them back up against her side again. It worried the cobalt blue mare. So by the time Felinae looks back to Besra there is a sad smile upon her lips. ”I would very much like that” she says as she nods her head. It isn’t after she glances at Phaedrus that she moves forward, making sure to get his approval too.

If it had been possible, her face would’ve turned pale as blood drained from it. ”What..?” Her voice is like a whisper, spoken underneath her breath and her eyes widen. She cannot understand her daughter’s laugh, as she herself was confronted with a memory of two pairs of red eyes. One winged and one horned. As Felinae shakes herself, trying to get rid of the memory, she pushes herself forward, instantly reaching out to her oldest daughter. Her muzzle brushes against Besra’s shoulder and the blue mare cannot help but to inspect her, looking for wounds or other traces of the horrible experience. ”Are you okay? Did they hurt you, scare you or touch you in any way?” As she speaks her voice trembles. Felinae’s reaction seems like the total opposite of Besra’s, having both had quite a different experience while being stolen.

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