See, he recognized possession.
Maybe not in the truest sense of the definition but mother always looked possessed whenever father was near to her. Something about him drove her to another plane of existence and left her with fevered eyes and flushed skin that made Wildling concerned but whenever he tried to ask if she was okay, she flashed her fanged mouth at him and told him to go nap or play.
She definitely looked possessed!
Especially as she let loose a scream that raised even his hackles. Heavens above, that was loud! he thought with a tinge of unease as his ears flattened against his blue head. Then she fell over and Wildling’s mouth gaped open. This was entirely too bizarre for him! No, she was bizarre as he watched her look left and right then climb to her feet again just to peer under her belly.
So strange! came the thought in his mind as he stared at her. Mother would have told him to quit staring but he just couldn’t help himself. Her mannerisms were some of the strangest he’s ever seen not that he has much to measure it by in his short life but mother could disappear inch by slow inch or real quick in a fit of invisibility and father often stalked around as a wolf for him to chase after. His brother even had soft downy wings that he liked to lip at, the feathers tickling his mouth and cheeks.
But her? She was so… different!
Great, now she’s looking at him with the same kind of tilt to her head and he’s been caught staring. For a moment, a sheepish expression crosses his face and chases the frowning concern off it. She was actually kind of pretty if he liked fillies. Fillies were just ick to him right now. Probably because of his tagalong sister that was always chirping and bouncing and just plain old gross! His green eyes narrow in suspicion as she sheepishly asks him a question. “Is that what happened to you?” it’s all he can come back with, because to him - she looked possessed, or like she was having a seizure.
Inside his skull though, his brain was firing fast in an attempt to crowd his mouth with more questions. Like how does she leave her body? Where does she go? What actually leaves her body, is it her soul? But he clamped his mouth shut and dared to take a step closer to her despite the fact that she was a conundrum to him and a girl. Mostly because she was a girl.
i'll eat you up i love you so
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