I can’t be sure this is my heart [Roselin]

[Roselin]

There is nothing that Roselin can do in this darkness and she feels useless.

Her younger brother Reave was growing and testing out his newfound independence. There was no need to keep as much of an eye on him as before. Oren was always everywhere and anywhere; he had a million questions to ask and therefore a million answers to seek. And there was enough of a gap in age between herself and her two older brothers that they already had families of their own. She didn't want to be another burden in this troubled world.

Roselin - her mother's only daughter - was stuck in the middle.
And just like the darkness, it left her feeling restless and without a purpose.

She couldn't heal as some of her siblings could. She didn't have that particular brand of mindreading as the rest of her family. Rose had never found any glimpses of the past. Where they all are variations of chestnuts,  she is as dark as this night that never leaves. The adolescent sighs, exhaling a small tendril of silver smoke into the dim forest. She could do that, she reminds herself.

But how her ability to freeze would do anything to help their current situation was beyond her. Without sunlight, much of Taiga's flora had wilted (except for the aid that Borderline and her daughter, Memorie, provided). She couldn't fight and so the patrolling was left to those who were more able-bodied: Yanhua, the nameless stallion that had followed Cheri to Taiga, and Nashua when he returned from his duties on the Isle.

The answer comes from plant-magic cousin @[Memorie]. Roselin - whose mind had been turning in all the ways she might help Taiga - gets a reply from the horned yearling. When the chestnut whickers towards her, the silver-black mare stops and searches through the shadows for her cousin. With her soft glow, it doesn't take long to spot the younger filly, and Roselin nickers out a greeting of her own. The glowing girl tells her that she has thought of Rose and her wish to bring sunflowers to Taiga. It feels like another life since that conversation (and certainly a different world, when the sun was still shining) but Memorie has an idea and Rose tilts her head curiously, an ear pricking forward to hear the other mare out.

"Okay," Roselin says and then waits. "What is your plan?"

i am so sorry that this took so long.