10-16-2021, 08:19 PM
Mazikeen
There is a list running through Mazikeen’s mind of those she needs to find. Of mistakes she needs to attempt to correct and apologies to be made. Most of them won’t be easy but she starts with those she can find in her home. It’s somewhere to start, at the very least, and gives her an excuse to stay near those she loves.
Today she is looking for two colts and she has no idea what she’s going to say to them once she does. Guilt eats at her stomach whenever she thinks of Vital and Zephys. Not only had she tricked them and kidnapped them, she had not been a very good guardian after all that. Her mood had worsened not long after they arrived back in Hyaline and she’d left them to their own devices and rarely thought about them.
Which was good last year - not thinking about them probably spared them - but now that wasn’t an excuse. Now she needed to do better. Or at least try to do better. If they would let her.
In the end, she only finds one, though she can’t imagine the other is far. And though she had not really cared which was which when she had learned their names, she still has those memories and they help her pick the right name as she approaches the colt near the lake. “Vital?” Even though she is confident she has the right name, there’s still a question in that word - one asking if she’s even remotely welcome to approach.
“How are you?” It feels like a clumsy question, and very possibly a lame one at that, but Mazikeen offers him something she isn’t sure she ever has - a genuine smile - while she says it.
Today she is looking for two colts and she has no idea what she’s going to say to them once she does. Guilt eats at her stomach whenever she thinks of Vital and Zephys. Not only had she tricked them and kidnapped them, she had not been a very good guardian after all that. Her mood had worsened not long after they arrived back in Hyaline and she’d left them to their own devices and rarely thought about them.
Which was good last year - not thinking about them probably spared them - but now that wasn’t an excuse. Now she needed to do better. Or at least try to do better. If they would let her.
In the end, she only finds one, though she can’t imagine the other is far. And though she had not really cared which was which when she had learned their names, she still has those memories and they help her pick the right name as she approaches the colt near the lake. “Vital?” Even though she is confident she has the right name, there’s still a question in that word - one asking if she’s even remotely welcome to approach.
“How are you?” It feels like a clumsy question, and very possibly a lame one at that, but Mazikeen offers him something she isn’t sure she ever has - a genuine smile - while she says it.
@Vital