04-10-2018, 09:34 AM
I Hope That You Burn
Months of travel had taken its toll on the silver dappled filly. Abandonment and solitude had transformed her away from the once carefree child she’d been. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d played as the two colts she’d stumbled upon were. As she retreated, the sound of their game remained within the pits of her ears. Their lighthearted banter reminded her of a life she’d almost nearly forgotten. Back when she walked beside her mother, there had been other foals and, gangly as she was at that time, nothing brought her more joy than the games they’d play.
Since the moment she’d been found by Durotan, she’d found herself longing to return to that place. It’d taken them too long to settle down, though it was hard to stay mad at her papa. He only ever wanted what was best for her and it wasn’t her fault that she remained too shy to properly introduce herself to potential friends.
Each night, as he found her, and they settled in to sleep, he would ask her if she made any friends that day. It’d quickly become a habit of hers to lie to him with false assurances. The truth would only cause him pain and she’d never wish that upon him.
She halted a moment, suddenly inspired. It would bring her so much joy to be able to tell him the truth, that yes, she had met and made friends with the other foals on the island. Turning around slightly she reconsidered her retreat, her nerves trembling within her. It only took seconds for her newly formed resolve to shatter and dissolve completely.
One more lie wouldn’t hurt him… Tomorrow, she promised herself and him.
Just as her hind foot lowered to the ground, however, a stray voice called out to her. She froze, a grimace upon her face.
She’d been spotted.
Glancing over her shoulder she watched as the bay colt cam bounding towards her, excitement marked across his features. The green pointed colt paused a moment, an odd smile climbing on top of his already oddly marked face. She found herself blushing at the force of their attention and taking a half-step backwards.
Both of their greetings were as varied as the color of their coats and Maiven thoughts tumbled around inside of her head.
“I – I’ve only just moved here,” she explained to the plain bay. Then she turned towards the winged fellow. “I always come this way,” her voice had grown more confident. “I visit the lagoon every day to check and see if the water is warm enough to swim in yet.”
Since the moment she’d been found by Durotan, she’d found herself longing to return to that place. It’d taken them too long to settle down, though it was hard to stay mad at her papa. He only ever wanted what was best for her and it wasn’t her fault that she remained too shy to properly introduce herself to potential friends.
Each night, as he found her, and they settled in to sleep, he would ask her if she made any friends that day. It’d quickly become a habit of hers to lie to him with false assurances. The truth would only cause him pain and she’d never wish that upon him.
She halted a moment, suddenly inspired. It would bring her so much joy to be able to tell him the truth, that yes, she had met and made friends with the other foals on the island. Turning around slightly she reconsidered her retreat, her nerves trembling within her. It only took seconds for her newly formed resolve to shatter and dissolve completely.
One more lie wouldn’t hurt him… Tomorrow, she promised herself and him.
Just as her hind foot lowered to the ground, however, a stray voice called out to her. She froze, a grimace upon her face.
She’d been spotted.
Glancing over her shoulder she watched as the bay colt cam bounding towards her, excitement marked across his features. The green pointed colt paused a moment, an odd smile climbing on top of his already oddly marked face. She found herself blushing at the force of their attention and taking a half-step backwards.
Both of their greetings were as varied as the color of their coats and Maiven thoughts tumbled around inside of her head.
“I – I’ve only just moved here,” she explained to the plain bay. Then she turned towards the winged fellow. “I always come this way,” her voice had grown more confident. “I visit the lagoon every day to check and see if the water is warm enough to swim in yet.”
Maiven
@[Drax] / @[Dario]