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keep a light on in my soul - Svedka - 09-13-2021 let my shadows prove the sunshine It did not take long for Tephra to become something he had never imagined it could be - a place of horror, a chaotic descent into what Svedka had tried so terribly to forget. It felt as though the earth had swallowed him again, digesting him in the void of blackness that he once slumbered and nearly immediately - without any hesitation or thought - the two-toned stallion knew it was time to leave. svedka @Vastra RE: keep a light on in my soul - Vastra - 09-14-2021 The ache that Vastra feels when leaving Tephra does not belong to her - she grieves for Svedka’s loss of his home, for his missing siblings, and that the safe home she had invited Brunhilde to had turned, literally, into a nightmare. Their sights instead turned to Ischia, a nearby island. Close enough to be similar to home but far enough, hopefully, to escape the nightmares. There had been a reason why Vastra had chosen to swim with the rest of them instead of fly, but as soon as her wings became too soaked to be useable she had forgotten what that might be and had spent the rest of the short trip with a scowl darkening her storm-grey eyes. She had the same aversion to swimming as the feline shapes that she favoured, and it did not occur to her to try something that was more aquatic until she spots Ciroc as a harp seal making landfall and Sundari right behind her moving from a blue-striped dolphin to a giggling beaver as she trots the heavy body up the sand. Their daughters are smarter than her, which has only been slightly aggravating as they get older. A wordless grumble accompanies Vastra as she emerges from the water, feeling more like a drowned rat than a cat, but Svedka is right there and the grumbling turns into a small noise of appreciation as she leans into his touch. Feeling her body relax under his attention while her gaze sweeps the sand and the island. It has a similar look to Tephra - and the tropical climate has become a favourite. She watches as first Ciroc and then Sundari disappear into the trees, feeling no concern for them. They are bright, but if they get pecked in the process it will only help them learn. And it is not very difficult to keep her attention here in the shallows with Svedka. “Of course.” Vastra tells him, a small smile - and that damn sparkling - removing the edge from her gaze as she brushes her muzzle against his skin. She doesn’t have the right words to expand further, to tell him she’d always follow him. She could survive the nightmares, but she wanted to be in a place he could find her and the decision to be with him had been an easy one to make. For him, for their children, and for Brunhilde and the ones she was carrying as well - the fire mare had experienced enough nightmares in her lifetime. To have them all together, somewhere she could keep them all safe, was a dream. Vastra also does not know how to say her hopes, that the darkness over Tephra will be temporary like the one that had stolen him from her or that his siblings will find them here before long. A plan forms for her to scout Tephra every day for the once-rulers if she must, herding whoever she might to safety. But though these kind thoughts churn in her brain she instead asks “Have you been here before?” before stepping further onto the sand. She does not want any distance between them but it's required for what comes next - the unfurling and shaking of her wings to get as much water out of them as possible. And maybe, maybe she doesn't make much of an effort not to send it his way as a playful light dances across her expression. VASTRA @Svedka RE: keep a light on in my soul - Svedka - 09-19-2021 let my shadows prove the sunshine
Svedka’s golden ears flick towards the tropical jungle, (one that is bright and vividly green, with flowers blooming lush and unhindered, so unlike the jungle he had just escaped from) the sound of his twin daughter’s laughter and giggles echoing through the sunlit expanse of pristine beach. He wonders idly to himself if their arrival had already been announced to those who lived here but if that wasn’t the case, it certainly would be now. The twins are rambunctious and impulsive, traits he is sure are mostly from him than from the tawny winged shifter beside him. They are, however, mischievous and cunning (and already becoming quick experts in their shifting) which can easily reflect the woman standing next to him. svedka @Vastra RE: keep a light on in my soul - Vastra - 09-26-2021 Svedka’s boast about liking the water is met with a scowl, though it is half-hearted. It is difficult to be truly annoyed with him when his teeth graze against her neck, sending a ripple of sparkling across her skin that follows the path of a shiver, or when he had closed the space between them even after a few second apart. But even with the pleasant sound of his laughter still ringing in her ears, she manages to grumble a response. “I can’t imagine why.” The feathers of her wings are ruffled as she gives them another smaller shake. She had exactly one good memory of water, and that had been when she had seen Svedka again after he had been taken. It was a very good memory. A low and appreciative noise escapes Vastra as Svedka begins to preen her feathers, and that sparkling she hates so much intensifies even more under this attention until she is sure there is not a hair or a feather left untouched by it. Vastra’s ears flick backwards in more mild irritation as it catches the corner of her gaze and the tip of her nose but all it takes is seeing Svedka’s smile as he words on adjusting a few unruly feathers for her to be grinning as she turns away again to scan the beach and the trees. She is more alert here in a new place than she usually had been when they took time together in Tephra. There the trees and scents had become familiar up until recently. She had known what animals to expect and which faces not to scowl at. Everything was new here. His murmured words deflate the watchful tension in her and she replies quietly with her storm-dark eyes on the trees where their daughters disappeared. “We’ll keep them safe.” And then she turns her head to look at Svedka - all the affection she feels for him shining in her gaze as she vows “And I’ll keep you safe.” Whatever came their way, she intended not to lose him again. Not in such a permanent way. A moment later, the seriousness of those words is lessened by the smallest twitch of the corner of her mouth as she unashamedly lets her eyes trace the patchwork of his skin and the soft blue of his hair. “Even if your reputation makes them want to chase you out, they’ll have to get through me first.” VASTRA @Svedka RE: keep a light on in my soul - Svedka - 10-02-2021 let my shadows prove the sunshine
The shimmer of her skin is even more beautiful in the tropical sunlight, matching the gentle glittering of the clear and calm waves just behind them. “Perhaps it’s because I’ve never been able to fly,” he muses lazily, his pink mouth lipping at the tawny feathers of her wing in the midst of his careful work, being sure to place gentle kisses on her withers intermittently. svedka @Vastra RE: keep a light on in my soul - Vastra - 10-04-2021 A low chuckle escapes Vastra at Svedka’s response about her defending him, her eyes shining in a way that blends well with the glittering of her coat. “Maybe we’ll find them later then.” She teases him back. Picking a fight would not be the best way to introduce themselves to the islands but Vastra would absolutely enjoy it. Both the fight itself and getting to show off her strength for someone who would appreciate it afterwards. For now, their arrival is not met with any angry faces emerging from the trees or from further down the beach. The only interruption to the gentle sound of Svedka stifling a yawn and the ocean are the squeals and squawks coming from the jungle. Her head turns in that direction, eyes narrowing a little. Still, she shakes her head at his question as he leans against her and she presses back just a little. "No." Whatever trouble the girls might be getting into, Vastra was pretty sure she was happier not knowing. They were both smart and had both her shapeshifting abilities and Svedka’s light armor to keep them safe if they did get into any trouble. A scream would get her moving in their direction without hesitation, but since it only sounds like the native wildlife having objections - she’s assuming the girls are having a wonderful time. “Let’s find a quieter spot.” She motions up the beach to where a few palms overhang the sand, providing some cool-looking shade. Vastra wouldn't be able to nap here until she scouted the entire place, until she knew it was safe. But she could remain alert next to Svedka while he slept and it would be close enough to relaxing for her. VASTRA @Svedka |