11-03-2018, 04:35 AM
Leilan
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
and the superstars sucked into the supermassive
and the superstars sucked into the supermassive
She’s such a quick thinker, this queen of theirs. And his niece, too. He’s later than them, because he had to spend some time finding his wife in all the chaos, and talk to her, and get over the fact that she’s carrying a child, too - before rapidly following Heartfire towards the island.
Lay a claim on it and worry about it later.
But isn’t this a sight to see; she has a foal with her. Sees them hug and hears the girl’s words. Cold. ”Cold indeed, niece. Do you think it will work? Living here?” He says. He sees them shiver, hears the cough. They’re already sick. Awesome - but at the very least, here they can’t spread it.
The mulberry roan who joins them mere milliseconds after that, says he is Heartfire’s sister, and Leilan gives him a more amused look at his summoning. ”Yet here you are.” he comments dryly, his icy blue eyes taking the sheen of aqua as he pipes up the little joke.
The other stallion continues about a warmer spot, and he stifles another laugh, instead relaying his focus to the little girl, a much warmer tone to his eyes and voice as he pays full attention to her. ”Hello there. I’m Leilan, Heartfire’s uncle. One of two, actually.” A smile follows, though he can’t think of Simeon and Shah right about now, they’re probably busy finding their own kind of safety. ”What’s your name?”
Woolf is a name he’s vaguely heard in passing, a child of Ilka’s. Not related to him in any way, other than that they both roughly care for Heartfire in a way. The man asks for what Heartfire had in mind though, and so his ears flick back to their conversation, though he has still the body language focusing on the little girl, instead.
Lay a claim on it and worry about it later.
But isn’t this a sight to see; she has a foal with her. Sees them hug and hears the girl’s words. Cold. ”Cold indeed, niece. Do you think it will work? Living here?” He says. He sees them shiver, hears the cough. They’re already sick. Awesome - but at the very least, here they can’t spread it.
The mulberry roan who joins them mere milliseconds after that, says he is Heartfire’s sister, and Leilan gives him a more amused look at his summoning. ”Yet here you are.” he comments dryly, his icy blue eyes taking the sheen of aqua as he pipes up the little joke.
The other stallion continues about a warmer spot, and he stifles another laugh, instead relaying his focus to the little girl, a much warmer tone to his eyes and voice as he pays full attention to her. ”Hello there. I’m Leilan, Heartfire’s uncle. One of two, actually.” A smile follows, though he can’t think of Simeon and Shah right about now, they’re probably busy finding their own kind of safety. ”What’s your name?”
Woolf is a name he’s vaguely heard in passing, a child of Ilka’s. Not related to him in any way, other than that they both roughly care for Heartfire in a way. The man asks for what Heartfire had in mind though, and so his ears flick back to their conversation, though he has still the body language focusing on the little girl, instead.
you set my soul alight
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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