FAMILIAR BREATH OF MY OLD LIES
CHANGED THE COLOR IN MY EYES
In quick succession they arrive, many of their faces are familiar to her. Only a few strangers are among them, which is so very nice. She warms as Kronk finds the meeting, Wichita was grateful beyond expression for all he had done. Kronk was a good apple. Loyal, devoted, and he possessed far more courage than Wichita could ever dream of having herself.
One of their number is recently returned- a former Queen, Camelia. Wichita offers her a soft smile, noting her growing belly. At least the Gates would never lack for children, and certainly not on her behalf.
Sidra joins them, sending rocks to Wichita's throat. The girl's Mother was one of her dearest friends, and she was so very sorry for the loss. It did not matter that Fiasko had gone of her own free will. They could all be assured there was not a choice given in the matter, not really.
As the meeting comes to a start, she takes to listening in silence while watching Rucker. He gives Tioga a nicker or it is very close to one, and in return she dips her head to nuzzle his neck. He is bold and thoughtful walking up to the older males, pressing a tiny whiskered mouth against them. Wichita can only smile with apologies in regards to any interruptions he might cause.
When Gaza joins the group she noticeably starts. If she were a human, she would be as red as a tomato-standing there in embarrassment. She had not been expecting to see him ever again. Not one of her children's Fathers had shown them any particular interest. That's just how it was, and Wichita had decided to accept that fact, since over the years nothing had changed.
The little mare had just determined that the emptiness she felt, could be filled with the love of her children. She would not have ever dreamed to see the black stallion here, at the Kingdom meeting, what did that mean?
She forgets herself, doesn't realize how long and hard she has been staring in disbelief. The life inside her stirs, only adding to her humiliation. There she was, surrounded by her flock, and pregnant yet again. She was looking like a right hussy, and there was nothing she could do to fix it.