[open] baking with love

[Isilya]

It had been an idea stirring in the back of her mind for a while - and on this warm autumn morning Isilya decides to try it. Although there’s some nerves, she’s full of the confidence of a lifetime spent perfecting her magic. If she could live as a tree for years-lost, could a foal? She thinks of Toivo when he was young, and Astra and crowns, and feels her heart swell with love as she finds her way to a rainbow eucalyptus tree. There are no flower-crafted birds dancing around her today, and the flowers adorning her vines are a simple white aster. All around Beqanna, couples are creating foals that will arrive in the spring and it aids her in focusing her magic. It will take until spring, she thinks, to fully do what she wants to try. It will be taxing, she’ll be tired, but there’s such a rush of excitement too. Her golden muzzle touches gently to the striped bark of this magnificent tree and her gold-and-green eyes close as she pushes out with that excitement, with the love, and with as much of herself as she can give. She asks this tree to grow something other than itself through the warm Tephran winter, begins to craft it into something new. It is late afternoon before Isilya is satisfied with the first day’s work. The tree itself has not changed externally except for a faint green glow. She smiles softly at it, pressing her muzzle again to it fleetingly in a brief kiss, before stepping back. Her head feels woozy and light from this new way of using her magic, but her eyes dance with delight. In the spring, she's going to be a mother. soft and sweet

art by azagus

open to any! Isilya just starting the process of baking baby Grove <3