Gale
this is going to break me clean in two --
this is going to bring me close to you
“I probably shouldn’t have called her creepy,” Gale says to their sister’s retreating form. He doesn’t expect Tiercel to respond, and he eventually continues after she’s disappeared into the colorful jungle. He turns his brilliantly blue eyes on his male twin, and the even tone of his words make it clear he is not attempting to excuse Eyas’ behavior. “She’s not been well lately.”
And then Gales sighs, and shakes his cresty neck as though he might rid himself of troubles by physically shaking them away.
The brindle listens as Tiercel answers his questions, telling a tale of Oceane and Loess. So the opalescent mare had broken the news to them both; it is not a position he envies.
Though Gale has seen the memories, seen Tiercel choosing not to join the family on their departure for Taiga with eyes he trusts as much as his own, he has always struggled with the idea that his sibling had voluntarily chosen to pull away from the rest of the family. Gale’s first death has erased the majority of his memories of childhood. The fragments that remain were enough for him to recognize his family as the most common faces, and though he’s had to imagine the bonds between them, there’d not been anything to suggest he was not as close to this womb mate as he was to their other.
“I’m glad you came, even if it was on accident.” The words feel flat, anticlimactic after the tension of his arrival and then Eyas’ departure, and Gale shakes his head a second time. “What’ve you been up to?”
@[Tiercel]
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