[private] if it takes all night

[Risa]

Risa just nods to the girl’s comment that her father probably isn’t far, not picking up on the edge to her voice. Parents tended to stick pretty close by to the children they cared about - as far as she could remember, anyway. As soon as she wandered away from this tree she’d probably find her purple father again if he wanted to be found. She might have even remarked on this outloud, not yet having relearned what to keep in her thoughts only, if something startling didn’t happen right then. Some small light materializes above the girl and Risa leans away, pressing back into the tree just a little, and then, as if the smaller light had just been a warning, the entire sky erupts with light. A startled cry escapes from Risa, she blinks her too-new eyes against this new light. Some instinct she doesn’t understand keeps her rooted near the filly, keeps her from abandoning the girl that she can now see clearly. “The sun is back.” Risa replies in a strangled voice, pressing herself even further back against the tree as if it will shelter her from the burning light, into the rough bark and it further irritates the skin she had rubbed raw on it a few moments ago. There’s a whisper of warmth against her skin too, like the sun is telling her not to be afraid of it, but she is. She very much is.

@[sigrid]