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I’m frozen in motion; Rosey - Leilan - 11-12-2020 my head tells me to stop - but my heart goes @[Roselin] some messy starter, hope it works RE: I’m frozen in motion; Rosey - Roselin - 11-13-2020 If Lilliana had any doubts about Leilan, she never revealed any in the presence of their twins. Their mother was as friendly and cordial with Leilan as she was with any other resident of Taiga or the North and Roselin never thought anything of the relationship her parents did (or did not) have. They were just her parents; her mother and father as just Oren and Nash and Yan were her brothers. Their bedtime routine is more or less the same as it is every night. Lilliana wove tales about fantastical things. She would smile and tell them about the places her family had once called home: an ancient valley where the breezes were so warm and welcoming that winter could never touch. (Roselin wasn't sure what she thought of that. She didn't mind the cold. There was a part of her that enjoyed it. She never shivered when winter came blowing through the North.) She told them stories about noble kings, regal queens, gallant knights, and a place so bright and golden that even Evil couldn't tarnish. For Oren, there were stories about wars and dragons and quests. For Roselin, Lilliana conjured every borrowed memory she had of Carwen, an ancestor that Rosey closely resembled with her dark coloring and piercing blue eyes. There were many nights that the twins fell asleep this way: with Lilliana telling her stories and @[Leilan] and his shadows keeping watch over them during the deep, dark hours. But every so often, Rosey broke habit and a blue eye would open to spy her father. The other eye would follow and soon the silver-black filly would rise quietly to greet her sire while Lilliana would bed down with their roan son. His shadows are a welcome banner to the little girl and she smiles as she comes closer to Leilan. "Papa," she murmurs softly with a voice that was still drowsy with sleep. "You're late," she chides him, trying to use the same voice Mama did when Oren ran too fast or both twins roamed too far. But she fails and the little voice that floats across the darkness is affectionate instead of cross. Rosey presses her slender head into her father's broad chest and asks, "where have you been?" ROSELIN html by castlegraphics; art by Calcifer RE: I’m frozen in motion; Rosey - Leilan - 12-08-2020 my head tells me to stop - but my heart goes @[Roselin] sorry this took forever RE: I’m frozen in motion; Rosey - Roselin - 12-11-2020 She is almost too busy burying her dark face into the broadness of his muscled chest when he says that a dragon is never late. An ear flicks to the side and Rosey pushes her nose against the ice scales that line her father's skin. The little filly smiles and then snorts softly, blowing out a breathe of frost she knows her sire most likely won't feel. But still, Roselin likes to remind her father that she thinks he should have been here hours ago. The filly is too close and too unpracticed her magic to be skilled with it and there are bits of ice that cling to the whiskers near her nose. It makes the girl sneeze abrubtly and she jerks her head up in an attempt to shake away the still-frozen pieces that remain. Another shake removes the last of the offending parts and Roselin takes a step back, peering up to Leilan with a rueful smile. "Sorry Da," she murmurs and then illuminates her apology with her markings so that her sire might see it. Roselin comes closer again and leans into Leilan's embrace, allowing the shadows that he carries to wrap her up as well. The tall stallion is reaching down for the tufts of her pale mane and she returns the gesture by tenderly touching the tattoos that swirl against his skin. "Can you make these glow?" she asks breathlessly, giving away that this is a game she has played with her father many times before. "Not too bright," Rosey warns, "or it might wake up Oren or Reave." Her nose crinkles at the thought, "or both." If both her brothers were awake, Roselin would lose this alone time with @[Leilan]. And as happy as she is to share, she likes these stolen moments with him; his girl, she has heard him call her. Her Da. "Or you would make Leonidas jealous," she whispers. Her knowledge of the bonded star is limited - especially when there are brothers and nieces and nephews to distract her - but she knows that the glowing ball of light that follows her mother some nights does not take kindly to those who could compete with his shine. "I tried," Roselin shares. "Oren asks a lot of questions though. And I try to help Reave but he never stays still for very long," and then sighing against Leilan's scales, she explains: "And Mama said Yanhua was already in trouble." ROSELIN html by castlegraphics; art by Calcifer RE: I’m frozen in motion; Rosey - Leilan - 12-23-2020 my head tells me to stop - but my heart goes @[Roselin] RE: I’m frozen in motion; Rosey - Roselin - 01-01-2021 She loves it when he looks at her like that and Roselin, always hoping to please her father, mimics him. The silver-black filly had been smiling moments before but it suddenly stills and stifles into a rather somber expression - one that looks far too serious on the face of one so young. It's only when she lifts her silver-blue eyes to his that the spark is there; a contradiction to the frost that freezes in her veins, pumping within the blood they both share. Rose lifts her head slightly and fights her smile, trying so hard to keep it hidden. But then her sire is reaching for her, brushing away the frost that christens her few small whiskers and Roselin does smile then. "I hope so," she admits softly to Leilan. It's one of her fears - something she has shared with Oren before - that she won't quite find her place within this family of giants. Both her parents seem so impossibly large sometimes. Leilan, Freyr of the North, and her mother Lilliana, as the leader of Taiga, leaves little room for Roselin to find her own light. They seem as colossal as the magnificent trees that shadow all around them. "Can you do that?" she asks her father. It's always been a curiosity to her about what her father does on the Isle. How does he bide all his time? Is he the reason that their glaciers that float in the sea around his kingdom? Is he reason that the frost and the winter follows? The ideas make her smile wider and Roselin becomes enraptured with the idea that they could be reason for such wonderful changes in the world. "No," she tells him, glad that he agrees with her. The ice child doesn't really mind that she has to share her time with her siblings. (Leilan has never acted differently in her presence towards Reave than he does Oren or Nashua or Yanhua); but she is glad that this time is theirs. That even if he is a king and a Dragon, he still finds time for his youngest daughter in Taiga. The rest of their conversation is easy to explain. "He gets jealous all the time," Roselin huffs. The few times that the star has come within her presence, he dims and shines and does whatever he can to command the attention away from her. "Mama says he is young like Reave so we have to be patient with him," she says, giving the same explanation that her chestnut mother had offered. But that all becomes forgotten with the brush of @[Leilan]'s touch and Roselin melts. "Something about Amarine and Borderline," the child says. "Mama says that hearts can be tricky things." Roselin moves forward to embrace her father again, her dark coat melding into his mahogany one, and yawns. "Does that mean you'll stay the night?" ROSELIN html by castlegraphics; art by Calcifer RE: I’m frozen in motion; Rosey - Leilan - 01-14-2021 there’s an ocean in between your heart and me @[Roselin] RE: I’m frozen in motion; Rosey - Roselin - 01-15-2021 The hours grow late and then young again. Roselin has long lost track of them. Her mother and Leonidas had left some time ago. It's alright, though. What matters to her is that her father, Leilan, is here. Daybreak will come and then he will leave, doing whatever it is that a King does. "Can I make you a place to rest?" she playfully murmurs when he says his shapes have been more functional. So far, all her ice has manifested as small snowflakes or small sheets of frost on the ground. The silver-black filly has come to love the idea of creating a garden for Taiga; that desire doesn't coincide well with her skill but it has been teaching Roselin restraint while she uses it. She yawns again and starts to move alongside her father's abdomen, tucking herself gently against his scaled side. Roselin tries to patient. She tries very hard when Oren asks one question and then another. When they start one game and then he is ready for the next one. Reave very rarely stays still and she tries to be patient when he wants to leave the little grove where Lilliana often asks them to stay. Her older brothers - Nashua and Yanhua - might have more patience but Rosey assumes that comes from 'dealing with the real world', as her sire had said. It'd be nice to have a sister, she thinks. "You must have a lot of patience, Papa." She whispers and then burrows her face against him. ROSELIN html by castlegraphics; art by Calcifer @[Leilan] <3 |