-Raeg'n-
She was pleased to see he was beginning to fill out, not quite so thin and starving anymore. His silver and soft-gray coat shined with young vigor, and his eyes -though often dark and uncertain- could also shine brightly. He had replaced Lauchlan in the most basic of ways. Instead of a large black nearby as she slept, now there was small and silver. Next to her night-blue, they became a starry sky, the orange of surreal galaxies in her hair, but he was the only star. He was her light.
Ruan, don't go too far, she warned as they crossed the small river. His health was her responsibility, she must always keep an eye for danger. She could spend all day at his side, truly, and not be bothered the least bit, but perhaps it was not the same for him. Perhaps young boys needed their space.
This was the only decent place to get him some nourishment, despite it technically being some other territory. The wasteland was dead and dry, and he needed better. He deserved better. He still wasn't to perfect health yet, and she was determined to right that as swiftly as possible. He needed to be ready. For whatever tragedies may lay before them. And so they were here; one side of the river Pangea, the other some sort of coastline.
For a while, she just watched him. He was a handsome little thing; kind, curious. Would she ever see him again when this was all over with? Anger simmered beneath her cool surface, lighting her eyes that couldn't hide it. Stupid bastard Deimos. She was going to rip his claws from this boy if it was the last thing she did. Ruan did not deserve such troubles, he was just a boy. Her boy.
Suddenly eager to move, she faced off with one of the trees at this little patch of green. In Tephra, she would spar daily, with anyone at all. Lauchlan, Magnus. Or she would run and run and run, dodging unseen projectiles, leaping imagined obstacles. Today, here, trees would have to do.
Almost immediately her hooves clacked across the trunk of one, then another in the same movement. She weaved lightly, keeping her weight balanced, focusing on speed as she avoided counterattacks in her mind then dished out her own. She needed to stay fit and ready. She may be more of a babysitter right now, a truth that grated on her, but she knew she would be needed for more. He would need her.
Ruan, don't go too far, she warned as they crossed the small river. His health was her responsibility, she must always keep an eye for danger. She could spend all day at his side, truly, and not be bothered the least bit, but perhaps it was not the same for him. Perhaps young boys needed their space.
This was the only decent place to get him some nourishment, despite it technically being some other territory. The wasteland was dead and dry, and he needed better. He deserved better. He still wasn't to perfect health yet, and she was determined to right that as swiftly as possible. He needed to be ready. For whatever tragedies may lay before them. And so they were here; one side of the river Pangea, the other some sort of coastline.
For a while, she just watched him. He was a handsome little thing; kind, curious. Would she ever see him again when this was all over with? Anger simmered beneath her cool surface, lighting her eyes that couldn't hide it. Stupid bastard Deimos. She was going to rip his claws from this boy if it was the last thing she did. Ruan did not deserve such troubles, he was just a boy. Her boy.
Suddenly eager to move, she faced off with one of the trees at this little patch of green. In Tephra, she would spar daily, with anyone at all. Lauchlan, Magnus. Or she would run and run and run, dodging unseen projectiles, leaping imagined obstacles. Today, here, trees would have to do.
Almost immediately her hooves clacked across the trunk of one, then another in the same movement. She weaved lightly, keeping her weight balanced, focusing on speed as she avoided counterattacks in her mind then dished out her own. She needed to stay fit and ready. She may be more of a babysitter right now, a truth that grated on her, but she knew she would be needed for more. He would need her.
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