11-08-2020, 03:15 PM
Sometimes Julia just seemed to know things. Things like how she was feeling or thoughts she thought she hadn't said out loud. It had made her love her sister even more, to feel so known, she had never had a thought to hide before.
The playful tone that greets her would normally incite a flurry of happy words and a quick recount of the things she had done and seen in the last few hours, but today, she barely lifts her eyes. Starsonder shrugs, her narrow shoulders rising and falling without much commitment. But the touch on her cheek is an immediate comfort, and her indifference seems to lift. She leans into the gesture, then steps forward to fall against her sister's side. Her withers are a few hands below Julia's, and the older girl's shoulder is soft and warm against the filly's cheek as she nestles her face into the tan fur.
"When's mom coming back?" Her little voice is gravely and muffled, doing nothing to hide the way she's feeling. She hadn't minded when Warlight left, she had even looked forward to the change of pace and enjoyed the freedom she had found in the first few days. But then so much had changed, and she had begun to wonder if the bad thing would have been prevented if the antlered warrior had just stayed home. Her mother's absence wasn't truly at the heart of Starsonder's troubles, but it was something easy to articulate, and she didn't know how to say that she had seen a dead man.
The playful tone that greets her would normally incite a flurry of happy words and a quick recount of the things she had done and seen in the last few hours, but today, she barely lifts her eyes. Starsonder shrugs, her narrow shoulders rising and falling without much commitment. But the touch on her cheek is an immediate comfort, and her indifference seems to lift. She leans into the gesture, then steps forward to fall against her sister's side. Her withers are a few hands below Julia's, and the older girl's shoulder is soft and warm against the filly's cheek as she nestles her face into the tan fur.
"When's mom coming back?" Her little voice is gravely and muffled, doing nothing to hide the way she's feeling. She hadn't minded when Warlight left, she had even looked forward to the change of pace and enjoyed the freedom she had found in the first few days. But then so much had changed, and she had begun to wonder if the bad thing would have been prevented if the antlered warrior had just stayed home. Her mother's absence wasn't truly at the heart of Starsonder's troubles, but it was something easy to articulate, and she didn't know how to say that she had seen a dead man.
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@[Julia]