09-23-2016, 06:08 AM
Butterflies are self propelled flowers.
If her companion would decide to leave – which wasn’t that unlikely – another would come to take her place. But this mare was kind, or at least, she seemed to be nice. Who knew what the next equine would be like. She was an easy victim after all. So Vlinder probably should pay more attention to the grullo mare, make her stay because it was pleasant. Yet the blue roan girl cannot seem to get herself to it, not more than the fake smile upon her lips that was.
She knows. The grullo mare knows. But Vlinder does not care. Yet she also wouldn’t admit that she was not fine out loud. She had learned and forced herself to accept her life. Just as she would accept whatever was thrown at her next. Fighting simply had no uses.
Vlinder nods, her gaze moving away for a short second before she looks back at the two toned mare again. She keeps silent for a while, honestly still not liking it to talk about her ‘defect’. About her imperfectness, her failure state of being. ”Yes, worthless. They were nothing but an adornment.” She had long ago given up on trying to fly. Her last attempt had probably been the one in the meadow, when Cai had accidentally see her struggle. But that had been even before Tarnished had swapped her up from the field. Seeing her young niece fly had been enough to make her realise that she would never be able to. So why would she even try to get her wings back?
She knows. The grullo mare knows. But Vlinder does not care. Yet she also wouldn’t admit that she was not fine out loud. She had learned and forced herself to accept her life. Just as she would accept whatever was thrown at her next. Fighting simply had no uses.
Vlinder nods, her gaze moving away for a short second before she looks back at the two toned mare again. She keeps silent for a while, honestly still not liking it to talk about her ‘defect’. About her imperfectness, her failure state of being. ”Yes, worthless. They were nothing but an adornment.” She had long ago given up on trying to fly. Her last attempt had probably been the one in the meadow, when Cai had accidentally see her struggle. But that had been even before Tarnished had swapped her up from the field. Seeing her young niece fly had been enough to make her realise that she would never be able to. So why would she even try to get her wings back?
Vlinder
Zeik x Felinae