Peregrine Jude is a good mother, but she would be lying if she did not admit that she dumped Chimaera with the other mothers of Tephra. The pegasus is all too eager to leave her volcanic home—the smell of sulfur and the constant heat are far too heavy for her now. At least that is what she tells herself, even as her mind relaxes at the thought of spending a day or two away from the responsibility of her child.
Yes, she is exhausted by children (especially her own), but she cannot help that her last two partners disappeared soon after childbirth. Her heart still aches at the thought of Vadar, and her stomach clenches thinking of the warmth of Aysel.
Still, Jude is the fickle and flighty and absolutely seductive creature that she always has been. Her motherly glow is shed as she takes to the sky and crosses the border between Tephra and Sylva. The fall-forest is so vibrant this time of year that the pink woman nearly looks for a meadow within the land to settle in. Her wanderlust is strong, though, and she flaps away from her subconscious descent to find some other promise of excitement.
The river is where the pegasus finally settles, kicking up pebbles and water as she lands in the shallows. She shakes out her tangled and curly mane, then turns a slow circle while tucking her lavender wings close. The pale purple of her eyes light up when they settle on a handsome man downstream. Her signature saccharine smile curves the eager lines of her lips. Bronsonn is well-muscled and quiet, the opposite of what she always finds herself with.
How exciting.
“Hi, honey,” she calls, southern accent thick and sweet. She trots a bit closer, lifting her slim legs in a way that might be showy, though she can easily pass it off as her way of travelling through water. Her lips turn down into a secretive grin. “What’re you lookin’ all cute and broody about?”
@[Bronsonn] <3
