Lights will lead into the night with me [Zella]

[Oricle]

i counted the stars tonight, i gathered them all

The mare counters her statement, lips purse in thought, but only for a moment. Then how are they born? Smugly the retort tumbles out. She’d already watched the process as homeless mares have a tendency to get knocked up and pop out little ones, and what else is there to do in the meadow? She thinks this is outlandish, impossible even that not everyone has a mother. Completely missing the connotation behind the words in her want to push the mare away and out of her space. She’s not leaving! Her brows furrow and if she were a dog her hackles would be painfully raised right now. Nothing is working! She’s got half a mind to bite the woman regardless of size difference or lack of outcome. However, Caw looks like she is enjoying this with the filly, and Ori, most definitely is on the opposite side of the fence on that, standing toe to toe against the mare.

The lady begins to move, and Oricle flattens her ears and tail. She can’t see the woman unless she turns her neck, and this right now, her pride won’t allow. She glances to the stars half tempted to use them to find her mother. Just so that she can tell this mare and send her on her way. A small softly lit star shape forms in front of her face before it quickly dissipates shimmering in its fall to earth. Ohhh shit! Nervously she glances around searching for the bad thing that would happen to her for calling the star from it’s home. Icy eyes turn down to the ground once more. Forcing herself not to look up and accidently do this again. S-she’s Ori can’t bring herself to say the words, to tell the mare that she doesn’t know where mother is. And if she lies… well that’ll be doubly bad when the bad thing comes for her.

The roan girl listens to the description of a father wrinkling her nose and proudly saying I don’t want one of those, she doesn’t know how much her father would have cared for her if he knew. Sadly he doesn’t even know she exists. A son in the cult of Kirin, he knows the importance of family, especially family with her gifts. She would have been treasured, doted on, and loved as a filly perfectly made as she should be. A perfect mix of both parents. Roaning from her father, red from her mother, gifts from both equally divided and mixed. If only Raelynx had met his great granddaughter. Or Anyx her granddaughter. But such is life, and the side of the family that would have treated her as a princess is gone, dispersed at the change of the world, Arx, her father simply wandering, waiting for the orders that will never come. So here she stands, oblivious to what could have been, and oblivious to what is. Believing the stars are forced to talk to her, and that they hate her.

A better mother? TWO fathers?! She frowns concentrating, when she feels the other looking at her. Ori looks up her pale eyes focusing on the mare and not the sky behind Caw. She seems okay… sort of. Other than the fact that she won’t leave Oricle alone. But fathers, if they are like mothers….

She’s easily distracted by the boy and flips her ears against her skull once more. Baring her teeth at him. He dwarfs her in comparison. Suddenly she doesn’t feel so ferocious with two large creatures in front of her. Something inside her says to cower and hide, and without realizing it she cloaks herself making it difficult to focus on her form for a moment. It’s weak, as there are no shadows for her to melt into, and the twilight is thin at this time.  Caw She tests the name.

Turning to the boy stepping closer so that she is practically touching noses with her head held high she tests out his name Plague. They are rather fun to say. She turns so that she can stand next to him, mimicking his stance and comparing herself to him.

Oricle

so will you hold cause time is cold
but in your soul im standing by

@[Caw] fathers <3