good at goodbyes
Change was coming. Mosrael sensed it growing stronger and, with every passing day, her dread grew alongside it. The growing of her mother’s belly was evidence that another foal would soon be brought into the world and she was not ignorant to the fact that Brennen desired another son. Faced with the recent revelation that Belgaer, his beloved winged companion, held no desire to take his place beside him – she couldn’t help but imagine the big bay searching for his replacement. He already had several sons take their places within the fold, but, for some reason, Belgaer’s unwillingness had left a scar on their father’s heart.
Daily the purple spotted mare had made the trek up the coast to pay a visit to her mother. The two were much alike and, if it hadn’t been for her mother’s blue spots, the two could have been mistaken for twins. Today, however, an urgency pulled the young mare towards a different part of the beach. Galilee was not known for leaving the comfort of her corner often, so Mosrael figured the mare would still be waiting whenever she’d settled the gnawing within her.
It’d become like a bad habit for her. The worry that her dam did, indeed, carry within her another son. Only Belgaer understood the fear that had built itself up inside of her though, she knew, he secretly wished for the foal to be born male. Perhaps then, he could feel freed to pursue his passions.
The plants around her suddenly thinned and the sound of crashing waves grew louder in her ears. She was almost there now. The ground beneath her changed from that of the cool, fertile dirt to the warm sunbaked sand of the beach. Spring had stretched itself across her island home, bringing with it the birth of many creatures, not just equine. With summer just around the corner she couldn’t help but imagine the season’s foals splashing and playing in the ocean just as she had not too long ago. Childhood was a precious gift – one that she desperately wished could return to her.
Breaking through the tropical foliage her eyes quickly caught sight of a gathering taking place just beyond her spot. Easily recognized were the figures of her parents and that belonging to her brother, Belgaer. But the blanketed filly at their feet was a complete stranger. It didn’t take long for relief to become her friend as she drew near to them. It seemed that all her worries had been for naught and her place had not yet been stolen away from her.
Quietly she drew up beside Belgaer and peered down at the tiniest member of their family. Khaeli, she knew would be her name. Galilee had mentioned it before during their many conversations together. It was shocking, though, to see the young one so similarly marked to herself. The only off-setting difference were the two tiny wings clung to her back. She smiled thinly at the tiny creature, then to her parents, both beaming with pride.
”Congratulations,” she offered stiffly. ”She’s beautiful.”
Sentimental moments had always made Mosrael feel slightly uncomfortable. She knew, in time, that her affection would grow towards the spindly creature crumpled in the sand. It was just hard to see past the present fragility. No doubt the filly would prove herself to be just as capable as any of Brennen’s other siblings and Mosrael would proudly teach the youngling all she needed to know, if asked. Khaeli was family and would be protected just as fiercely as any other member.
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