[private] between the lines of fear and blame

[Divest]

New faces on the island intrigued her curiosity a little. It seemed even Blue had no idea who these visitors were either. Perhaps Ruinam had some idea. Most outsiders that came to their hidden paradise were always here to speak to white stallion about some the current events off on the mainland. Ruinam never seemed to eager to get their home meddled into such business, which Divest couldn’t complain about. It all seemed rather complicated to her. Hearing what Blue had been up to doesn’t exactly surprise her at first. It was easy to fall into the habits of simply doing nothing when you lived on an island like this. Divest loved it for a long time, but she remembers growing rather anxious and longed to speak to another. That’s when she had left the Resort for the first time and had met a rather interesting stallion by the name of Leilan. Even if he tried to scare her half to death of wanting to find danger and adventure on the mainland. It had been all fun and games apparently, but truthfully could have scared any other foal half to death. “So, you have adjusted well to the island life then,” the green pastel mare replies with satisfaction. There truly wasn’t really more to that than living on the tropical island. The Resort was a peaceful place, at least to her knowledge lately it was Ruinam’s idea to stay out of everyone else’s troubles. Divest decided not to bother with politics and such then. At the sound of his next word and then a pause, Divest flicks her silver long tail, sweeping against the hocks of her hindlegs. A pastel ear flickered curiously towards the brindle stallion. When Blue mentioned fairies, her lips tugged a little into a soft concerned smile. Fickle little creatures, she thinks as her conversation about fairies with Leilan comes back to her. Blue seemed to have an entirely different encounter though. He seemed astonished by the fairies that lived on the Mountain. Perhaps the fairies were not all too fickle like her mother and Leilan had said before. Then again, she couldn’t say much since she had never been to the Mountain and seen one herself. She only knew what she was told and who knows if those stories had been about selfish desires that were sought out. What did Blue want from the fairies though? Divest cannot help but wonder. Her thoughts are scattered, trying to figure out what the brindle stallion would ever want. Blue didn’t appear to be selfish in gaining power. Then she concludes suddenly why he would go to the Mountain. His memory, she thinks firmly. When Blue’s gaze returns to her own silver gaze, her smile grows a little. “So, you did do something.” Divest puts him emphasis on the last word and then a soft chime of laughter escapes from her. “What about families?” She asks curiously, finding herself eager suddenly to help answer the quest the fairies sent Blue on. “I could tell you about my family if that helps.” However, she realizes it wasn’t a lot considering how other families might be. Maybe it could be enough for whatever Blue was seeking from the fairies.

@[Gale]