It had been hard to leave Bolder behind, but it had been harder still to leave Nashua with all the thoughts she knew were battling inside his head. As much as she knows he would understand, sorrow still tugs at her heart. She had been a fool to avoid acknowledging all of her feelings for him before. Now, in the midst of such turmoil, she couldn’t acknowledge them. She couldn’t risk the weight of them fracturing her.
She had told Nashua she needed to do something to ensure their son would be cared for. And it’s true. She had veered away before they reached the border and doubled back because she had wanted to do so. But it is so much more than that.
Her mother is perhaps the one horse who could understand the heaviness in her heart.
She slips quietly through the trees, her feet remembering the path even if it has been years since she had taken it. She can only hope that Ryatah still favors this corner of Hyaline. Can only hope that she would be here rather than elsewhere. She had been young when she left this place, so perhaps everything had changed since then.
Her relief is immediate when she spots a figure of white and gold. “Mom!” The word escapes unbidden, quiet despite the easing in her chest. Her steps quicken, the gentle glow her hooves leave behind fading slowly behind her. The wings she hadn’t realized she was holding so tightly relax slightly across her ribs, dark eyes lifting to find her mother’s haloed features. “I’m glad I found you.”
- noel
@Ryatah