07-22-2016, 04:29 PM
Igni is probably just as eager to see her mother as her father was, excited and desperate to see her mother. That she would turn two next spring and that she had spent quite a lot time around her mother in the cave didn’t change anything about it. Because she too enjoyed some quality time with her mother. The bond between mother and child just was this strong. Of course Igni loved her dad too, but it was somewhat different. She couldn’t really put it to words, but that was how it was.
When the blue roan girl reaches the spot Roan had called them too, she notices that Brynmor had beat her to it. For a moment she stops, watching them from a little distance, also giving her parents some sweet time together. Her mother had called for them both, but Igni was old enough now to know that she should give them some time. A small smile is toying with the corners of her lips when she decides she has been waiting long enough.
”Ieuw, mom, dad, please go find a private spot if you’re just going to be all mushy mushy and cheesy.” She doesn’t mean it, of course she doesn’t, but that wouldn’t stop her from appearing with a teasing remark. So Igni offers an apologetic grin to her father – she would’ve shrugged if she could – before offering her nose to her mother. ”Mom” she murmurs in almost the same way as her father had done before her.
When the blue roan girl reaches the spot Roan had called them too, she notices that Brynmor had beat her to it. For a moment she stops, watching them from a little distance, also giving her parents some sweet time together. Her mother had called for them both, but Igni was old enough now to know that she should give them some time. A small smile is toying with the corners of her lips when she decides she has been waiting long enough.
”Ieuw, mom, dad, please go find a private spot if you’re just going to be all mushy mushy and cheesy.” She doesn’t mean it, of course she doesn’t, but that wouldn’t stop her from appearing with a teasing remark. So Igni offers an apologetic grin to her father – she would’ve shrugged if she could – before offering her nose to her mother. ”Mom” she murmurs in almost the same way as her father had done before her.