05-20-2018, 05:46 PM
Kagerus!
My name comes clearly across the basin of the lake, echoing as if the land itself is intent on the message befalling my ears. Frightened by its urgent tone, I immediately abandon the task at hand - that being nesting, even though it's Solace's rightful duty. Up in our little nook on the mountainside, I've been gathering soft things for her to lay on when the time comes, though god knows that labor could strike her anywhere. Still, it helps me stay calm.
Skittering as quickly as I can down the mountain, I hit the level ground at a flat gallop, ears twitching every which way in search of the caller. As Queen Consort, I am becoming adjusted to the amount that I am called upon on a day to day basis; but this wasn't just some laid back conversation to have. This was serious.
I come upon them quickly, and it's like someone went in my chest and deflated my lungs. A tiny child, malnourished and dirty, trembles at the hooves of my valiant Guard; Baltas, good Baltas. As worry creases my pretty face, I step closer to the pair. "Thank you for calling me," I murmur to the alabaster stallion, pressing my muzzle to his shoulder as I gather my scattered thoughts.
"We will take care of you," I murmur to the child as I turn to face him. Leaning down, I begin grooming the small child, calling my powers to the ready so that I may fill his belly when he begins to drift away. "I'm Kagerus, but you can call me whatever you'd like, okay sweetheart?"
(So you can love and mother this strange child, but you can't even look at your own son without gagging? What a joke.)
My name comes clearly across the basin of the lake, echoing as if the land itself is intent on the message befalling my ears. Frightened by its urgent tone, I immediately abandon the task at hand - that being nesting, even though it's Solace's rightful duty. Up in our little nook on the mountainside, I've been gathering soft things for her to lay on when the time comes, though god knows that labor could strike her anywhere. Still, it helps me stay calm.
Skittering as quickly as I can down the mountain, I hit the level ground at a flat gallop, ears twitching every which way in search of the caller. As Queen Consort, I am becoming adjusted to the amount that I am called upon on a day to day basis; but this wasn't just some laid back conversation to have. This was serious.
I come upon them quickly, and it's like someone went in my chest and deflated my lungs. A tiny child, malnourished and dirty, trembles at the hooves of my valiant Guard; Baltas, good Baltas. As worry creases my pretty face, I step closer to the pair. "Thank you for calling me," I murmur to the alabaster stallion, pressing my muzzle to his shoulder as I gather my scattered thoughts.
"We will take care of you," I murmur to the child as I turn to face him. Leaning down, I begin grooming the small child, calling my powers to the ready so that I may fill his belly when he begins to drift away. "I'm Kagerus, but you can call me whatever you'd like, okay sweetheart?"
(So you can love and mother this strange child, but you can't even look at your own son without gagging? What a joke.)
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