12-08-2018, 09:19 AM
Eurwen
in the winter, far beneath the bitter snows
There weren't many places to hide on the relatively empty Isle; it was cold and still wintery, even in spring. But the girls never needed to feed on the grass and plant-material (where there was a relative lack of), and so for now, it didn't matter. Mama was here for food, and cosiness, and Papa was there to make Mama and them, safe. That's about all they needed.
Yet the twins were different as night and day - Sheen would venture out the farthest, and as soon as Wen was convinced it wasn't utterly death-inducing dangerous what her sister was doing, she'd follow like a loyal puppy. Not that she always liked the adventures, but she was curious also, even though she didn't usually dare to start the adventures herself. Besides... Sheen's her sister. Someone should keep her out of the worst of trouble.
And she didn't really have many others to turn to, either. At least, not ones that she knew well enough to trust so fully.
So today like many days, she would follow her chocolate sister around, despite her instincts yelling at her to just stay home with Mama and cuddle her because, well, Mama's usually warm and soft and brings the warm milk. Nothing wrong with wanting all of that, she would think.
Yet the twins were different as night and day - Sheen would venture out the farthest, and as soon as Wen was convinced it wasn't utterly death-inducing dangerous what her sister was doing, she'd follow like a loyal puppy. Not that she always liked the adventures, but she was curious also, even though she didn't usually dare to start the adventures herself. Besides... Sheen's her sister. Someone should keep her out of the worst of trouble.
And she didn't really have many others to turn to, either. At least, not ones that she knew well enough to trust so fully.
So today like many days, she would follow her chocolate sister around, despite her instincts yelling at her to just stay home with Mama and cuddle her because, well, Mama's usually warm and soft and brings the warm milk. Nothing wrong with wanting all of that, she would think.
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
in the spring becomes the rose
@[Oisin] Liquid-timed to late spring for sister bonding... thinking we can tag Chryseis a bit later, too, if she wants to babysit (:.