[private] only a heartbeat in time; Nash, birthing

[Nashua]

stars when you shine, you know how i feel
oh freedom is mine

His green eyes - much like his heart - are full.

They are full of the two girls stretching their limbs and finding them. Of Luminesce who is already starting to glow around the gold stripes that mark both his daughters. Elegance manages to take a step away from her mother to peer up at her sire with infant-blue eyes and the chestnut stallion reaches down to gently brush her delicate cheek.

There is something about her scent - about both scents of his children - that seems new; pristine. It is clean and clear in the way that only the sky is. Nashua decides then and there that their daughters smell like the clouds and if anyone would disagree with him, he would happily dive into his first argument as a father.

When Nashua turns his attention fully back to @[Noel] as their children nurse, he stifles that wildfire grin. (It comes with relief, though. Some part of him had been afraid that she would have said him; that he had done something to make her leave. He doesn't know what but that would have been the problem, wouldn't it?)

Her dark eyes peer around Nerine - over the waving meadow grasses of the moorlands - and his emerald gaze follows. When they round back to the white female, there is humor sparkling there. "You were close," he concedes to the winged creature.

At that moment, he finds he doesn't care much where they stand. Nerine. The Isle. Taiga.

It was just that they were together.

NASHUA

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