the cat and the fiddle
Its been quite a while since she had been able to be out on her own. Not only did she have two yearlings tagging at her side but also that of her new found partner in crime Fennick. the worrisome creature hardly gave her space to breath much less space to think. She chuckles lightly at this thought. There was not much time in the day left to think on depressive things, nor the shadows that had so frequently kept her company in the past.
For that she would always be grateful to the stallion. Her little ones were finally beginning to fend for themselves, as much as she loved them she couldn't be more grateful for this. She was sure that the king was racing around after them as any overly concerned father would. Thus she had no need to worry about them herself on her meanderings.
Taking in a deep breath, the crisp wintery air circulates through her lungs, filling her throat, and reviving her brain with a heady sense of rush. Snow flakes fleck on her mane and rump collecting in glistening spots against her black coat.
It had just filled out replacing what weight she had lost after the pregnancy making her used to be slender figure quite a bit fuller. More maternal in its volupcious curves. Where she had been a pretty little wisp of a creature, now she filled out nicely carrying the few extra pounds nicely around her hips. Though she had at one point been toned, the muscles had softened replaced with a more appealing open armed sort of aspect to her body.
She was also finding that she was often needing a few more naps then normal. She couldn't know that this was part of aging. Having been an immortal, her body was adjusting, and slowly decaying through the passage of time.
The more the days passed the more it seemed that she would not last quite as long as she had hoped. There is quite a rousing in the forest. And just as she is getting herself familiar with the newly developed land, another appears, someone vaguely familiar, yet not at all within recollection. hello? her soft melody of a voice echos through the trees.
The sudden response startles her a bit Well it may just be you that is creeping up on me. she smiles warmly circling her way around the trees so that she can see him properly. When the eyes. Or should she say the lack there of reminds her of where she would know this creature. I'm Hestia, finally we meet. Even as she had been brought into the Valley by Fennick she had still yet to meet the ruler at that time.
Hestia