08-08-2016, 12:33 PM
Neither of her parents had ever spoken of their parents. Not that she could really blame them for it. Roan had been sick and tired for a long time and Brynmor didn’t know his parents, as he had grown up without. She hadn’t given it a thought too, if there had been a family member to meet – aside from uncle Offspring, aunt Isle and their children – she surely would’ve met him or her by now, right? But honestly, Igni didn’t really keep herself busy with those things. Her world spun around the things she knew, and that was still very little.
She had grown old enough to play without parental supervision, as she had already turned two. Nonetheless her mother lingered close by a lot lately, which probably was due to the fact that Roan was finally able to leave the cave she had been hospitalized in. Igni couldn’t really blame her mother for seeking contact and although she was now old enough to watch out for herself – or she thought so – she secretly liked to spend time with the bay roan mare. After all, it was never too late for mother and daughter to bond?
Igni nickers to her mother, already turning around to offer her nose to the blind mare, when the flapping of wings and a thud is heard. Curiously the young mare turns around, ears perked forward and a twinkle in her eyes. She had seen winged horses before, but she also knew that her father no longer had his wings. She blinks, hear head tilting and her look grows slight confused. Granddad? With a frown she turns towards her mother. ”Mom?” But neither of them has to wait long for the revealing answer.
This time she turns to look at the winged male more interested. Igni’s head turns to the side again, studying her grandfather. She hadn’t seen him around, or maybe during the kingdom meeting, but she honestly didn’t pay much attention to the other horses back then. Offspring had stood in the center of her attention as he revealed that she too could now be a part of the Tundra’s ranks. ”Hello. It’s nice to meet you.. grandpa.” The sound is still somewhat unfamiliar on her tongue, but nevertheless she’s eager to learn more about him. He surely seemed less stern than her dad and not old at all, so maybe he could show her some of the adventures of the world her dad refused to. Hearing Roan’s suggestion the blue roan girl’s lips curl up and she eagerly nods. ”Oh yes, please. I’d love to hear them!” She’s bouncing like a child, youthful as ever.
She had grown old enough to play without parental supervision, as she had already turned two. Nonetheless her mother lingered close by a lot lately, which probably was due to the fact that Roan was finally able to leave the cave she had been hospitalized in. Igni couldn’t really blame her mother for seeking contact and although she was now old enough to watch out for herself – or she thought so – she secretly liked to spend time with the bay roan mare. After all, it was never too late for mother and daughter to bond?
Igni nickers to her mother, already turning around to offer her nose to the blind mare, when the flapping of wings and a thud is heard. Curiously the young mare turns around, ears perked forward and a twinkle in her eyes. She had seen winged horses before, but she also knew that her father no longer had his wings. She blinks, hear head tilting and her look grows slight confused. Granddad? With a frown she turns towards her mother. ”Mom?” But neither of them has to wait long for the revealing answer.
This time she turns to look at the winged male more interested. Igni’s head turns to the side again, studying her grandfather. She hadn’t seen him around, or maybe during the kingdom meeting, but she honestly didn’t pay much attention to the other horses back then. Offspring had stood in the center of her attention as he revealed that she too could now be a part of the Tundra’s ranks. ”Hello. It’s nice to meet you.. grandpa.” The sound is still somewhat unfamiliar on her tongue, but nevertheless she’s eager to learn more about him. He surely seemed less stern than her dad and not old at all, so maybe he could show her some of the adventures of the world her dad refused to. Hearing Roan’s suggestion the blue roan girl’s lips curl up and she eagerly nods. ”Oh yes, please. I’d love to hear them!” She’s bouncing like a child, youthful as ever.
OOC: Just sticking with Igni here. Posting them together doesn't really work and replying to my own posts is kinda... weird xD. So Bryn won't be joining ^^