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i've never fallen from quite this high - Pteron - 03-22-2020 RE: i've never fallen from quite this high - Gwendy - 03-23-2020 “Gwendy… Gwendy, you have to wake up baby. It’s time to go my darling.”
The voice sounds so close, so real, like it’s right in her ear. But that’s impossible because Mama is dead, right?
“Mama? Where are you mama?”
Gwendy wakes from a much needed nap in the meadow with tears in her eyes. Why does it still hurt so much? She’s cried and cried until she thought she couldn’t possibly have any more tears left to cry. The longer she’s here and not there, the more she keeps discovering that her tears are endless and the wellspring of them inside her hasn’t dried up. Maybe it won’t ever.
The noises that she makes are sniffles and growls, all tangled up together as they leave her throat. Her face is tear-stained and snotty as she wipes it against her knee and the grass. When she looks down, her little hooves are gone and there are paws in their place. Gwendy chokes back another sob at the sight of them. It’s one more painful reminder of how freakish she is and how there are parts of her father in her too.
Except she never got to know much of him before the madness took over and he started looking at her like she was less of his daughter and more of a meal to go. She scrubs at her wet face with the paws and lets out an angry little yowl before rolling over in the grass onto her back. It makes an odd sight because she mostly resembles a fjord foal until the paws that she flexes against the sky, as if she can shred the clouds with her claws and the lion’s tail that curls around her, twitching on occasion.
Suddenly she’s not so alone; someone is nearby and Gwendy pokes her little nose up out of the grass to sniff out whether it’s friend or foe. Her sniff turns into a sneeze as she sucked in way too much air to process, so she flips back over onto her stomach, careful to keep low in the grass. Her tail snaps back and forth as she bravely peeks up above the grass just enough to see the odd bird-horse. He’s kind of pretty to look at until her mouth gets the best of her and she yells at him,
“What are you looking at?”
It wasn’t necessarily rude, and maybe a bit more curious but it was hard to tell. She was a child after all!
@[Pteron] Sorry you got the baby lion-pony lol
RE: i've never fallen from quite this high - Pteron - 03-26-2020 @[Gwendy] RE: i've never fallen from quite this high - Gwendy - 03-31-2020 She stared at him with hard eyes of amber, like solidified tree sap and not without a tiny hint of suspicion. Gwendy couldn’t help it. She’d only ever been around mama and papa, so to be out in the open like this and left to her own devices… well he could try to stomp her right out of existence. But the mere thought of that made her flex her odd little claws in the earth, ripping the grass and making furrows in the dirt.
Gwendy knew that she’d scratch him up as good as she could if he tried anything funny. But he’s giving her a smile so that must mean not all his intentions are bad. Oh sure, he could still be up to no good but the little lion-girl will give him the benefit of the doubt! She’d just have to keep her eyes on him at all times…
“Me?” she says with a bit of a growly squeak as she looks up at him, almost sizing him up as if he were her next meal. Except she didn’t inherit papa’s teeth and she really should still be sucking her mama dry of milk but she’s had to grow up a little sooner than necessary. That makes her think about all the grass she’s lying in and how bland it tastes to her right now. Until she swipes a paw at some of it and assumes a more upright position, perched on her rump with her paws splayed before her and her lion’s tail still twitching.
Oh, he’s talking again. The unsettling realization of that sinks in and leaves Gwendy frowning as she finally shifts her eyes from him to the ground that she kneads with her paws. Mama taught her manners and as much as she wants to be brash and rebel, they rise to the forefront and she straightens up a little more to answer him. “I’m Gwendy and it’s nice to meet you, I think.” because she’s still a tad bit suspicious.
It doesn’t help that she can see him casting around for another adult, like the kind who’s supervision she ought to be under. Her face smooths out and her childish intonation goes flat as she stares him dead in the face, “No one is coming for me. They’re all dead.” She’d already cried so many tears before he came along that she’s not surprised to discover there are no more right now. Gwendy finally dried up that deep well of sorrow that she thought could never dry out.
She continues to stare but is not looking for or expecting a shred of sympathy. Pity would be worse, as well. But adults confuse her as her own parents had and she finally just looks away at no particular point in the meadow that is somewhere in the middle between earth and sky and could be a bit of both.
@[Pteron]
RE: i've never fallen from quite this high - Pteron - 04-04-2020 @[Gwendy] |