tangerine
face to the sun
The world is round - as her mother would say.
And so it is.
The irony of their situation is not lost on Tangerine as the small group stands to look each member over in turn. This moment, which reflects another over a year past, brings fresh joy and old nostalgia simultaneously. The memory of a day in Hyaline when Warrick had come to find her echoes in her mind. A sweet September past when they and meet as friends and parted as lovers - the tears she had shed sparkle in hindsight.
Tears and confessions had brought Solace and Svedka to life that day, and now, here they stood to partake in her reunion with another friend too long gone.
Her honey eyes rest on Amet as he banters with her children, the sight of him stirring the familiar glow of longing she felt so often by the Dragon King's side. The feeling, although not new, disturbs and excites her. She is close enough to feel the current of air created by the movement of Warrick's wings, sweet Warrick, and the wings which had sheltered her when she had no one else to confide in. Warrick was the only one who knew how deeply the awful night in Hyaline had affected her. She had not dared to tell Amet the extent of the fear she had carried for months after, in fear of heightening his guilt.
"From the ashes," The navy and rust stallion says. That was history now.
She grows a little more somber under the weight of her memories, finally breaking her gaze to turn to her son. Momentarily, Tang buries her muzzle in the blue and white of his mane as he speaks to the golden stallion before it is her turn to reply.
"Oh, Chemdog, that's a name I've never heard. But such a teacher will help Hyaline grow." Her mind is drifting and she absentmindedly plays with the feather in Svedka's short mane. "I will happy to see the new faces soon."
Wayward, uncertain, undependable - words which had never entered her mind before.
But words once whispered are hard to un-hear. And those were the words on repeat in her mind since she had touched the stars and meet the dark god.
But she refuses to think of the Carnage when two of the noblest stallions she had ever meet stand before her.
Oh, my wandering soul
Stay here, with the four beings you love more than any others.
@[Amet] She is a space cadet tonight :|