The call rides upon the wind, reaching Vi’s ears as she listens to the jovial sounds of her son at play. Distractedly, her head follows the easily recognizable tone of her mother towards the direction of it’s origin. Change was upon them and the blind mare sensed the weight of it. Her body braced against the unknow, feeling the weight of it as it clung to her hungrily. There was much about her newfound existence there that left too many questions and gave birth to too many insecurities. She was unsure of her place among them. So many of the Leviathans were assured in their positions there, whilst Vi served no caste and relied almost too heavily upon the help of others. Scorch, as queen, had been understanding of her daughter’s plight, especially as the blind mare struggled to relearn the new version of Beqanna. There was no guarantee, however, that another would be quite so lenient.
With a heavy sigh, she cast her blank milky gaze back towards Drustan. “Come along son,” she beckoned, hearing his movements halted in response.
Trusting that he would he would follow her, she started off tentatively in the direction of the gathering. Tuned in to his guidance, they arrived just in time for Scorch’s speech. Standing slightly away from the others, Vi listened nervously as her mother dolled out her promotions and named Wishbone and Nerine’s new queen. The blue roan mare had not yet met the one-time Tephran, and it seemed odd that one born in Nerine had not succeeded the throne. Once again, Vi was reminded by how much had changed since she’d returned. She had no other choice but to trust in her mother’s judgement.
Hearing Scorch leave her place at the front of the gathering, Vi listened to the sound of her hoof-falls as they came to rest a short distance away. Uncomfortable by the large group, the blind mare weaved her way through them the best that she could to find herself comfortably beside her parents. Searching for consolation she leaned her perpetually sore body against that of Scorch’s strong one, finding comfort in the feel of her flesh. She knew that, not matter what, her parents would always be there for her.
VI
lights will guide you home
Vi and @[Drustan] are here!