Kida grumbles as they wait, trying to hide from the heat under Azlyn’s violet wing. The little girl is young yet, and has not done as much travelling with her mother as her older sister Teslah. She is not used to the temperature extremes that often come as part of the wandering life.
Azlyn tries to nudge the filly towards the water with her hip, where she’d be cooler, but the girl refuses and snuggles deeper into her mother’s side. Oh dear.
She’s considering heading into the water herself (if only to get Kida to join her), when a slight movement catches her eye. Pevensie.
A huge grin appears on her face as the buckskin mare rushes towards her, and she returns the mare’s hug with enthusiasm. She tries to remember the last time they’d seen each other … it’s been so long. “I’m so glad to see you too!”
Pevensie steps back, and comments on the girls standing on either side. Azlyn chuckles and gestures for each of the girls to step forward. “The giant here,” she nods to the black, winged anglo-arabian mare, “is my daughter Teslah. And this little one,” she nods to the tiny black filly, who has a tyrian purple mane and tail, “is my daughter Kida.” Teslah nods politely, while Kida shuffles her little feet. Behind them, Azlyn grins. Then she drops the bombshell. “They’re actually my youngest. I have five children now.” That will likely come as more than a bit of a surprise to her adoptive mother. But considering Azlyn is now almost 30, having five children isn’t thaaat crazy.
“How’ve you been? I’ve heard you’ve been busy!” She’s glad that the conversation has not yet turned to her sister. While she knows it will eventually, it’s nice to simply catch up for the moment, and introduce Pevensie to the newest members of the family.
(ooc: I just decided to pretend Kida is born now xD)
Azlyn tries to nudge the filly towards the water with her hip, where she’d be cooler, but the girl refuses and snuggles deeper into her mother’s side. Oh dear.
She’s considering heading into the water herself (if only to get Kida to join her), when a slight movement catches her eye. Pevensie.
A huge grin appears on her face as the buckskin mare rushes towards her, and she returns the mare’s hug with enthusiasm. She tries to remember the last time they’d seen each other … it’s been so long. “I’m so glad to see you too!”
Pevensie steps back, and comments on the girls standing on either side. Azlyn chuckles and gestures for each of the girls to step forward. “The giant here,” she nods to the black, winged anglo-arabian mare, “is my daughter Teslah. And this little one,” she nods to the tiny black filly, who has a tyrian purple mane and tail, “is my daughter Kida.” Teslah nods politely, while Kida shuffles her little feet. Behind them, Azlyn grins. Then she drops the bombshell. “They’re actually my youngest. I have five children now.” That will likely come as more than a bit of a surprise to her adoptive mother. But considering Azlyn is now almost 30, having five children isn’t thaaat crazy.
“How’ve you been? I’ve heard you’ve been busy!” She’s glad that the conversation has not yet turned to her sister. While she knows it will eventually, it’s nice to simply catch up for the moment, and introduce Pevensie to the newest members of the family.
(ooc: I just decided to pretend Kida is born now xD)