02-03-2020, 04:32 PM
O C E A N E
By the time Oceane had finished weeping with happiness and relief, and Alcinder had finished eating (followed swiftly by the newborn's first nap on the pine-needled forest floor), the new mother was ready and antsy to return to the safety of Loess. And so the pair had trekked slowly, resting when the young pegasi needed to rest, before finally making it to the safehaven to the north of their home: the canyon Lepis had shown Oceane in the last weeks of her pregnancy.
The small den-like canyon made available everything Oceane and Alcinder needed over the following weeks. Grass, a basin of shallow, drinkable water (slightly less brackish now that the higher mountains are feeding it with their melt), prickly pears, shade beneath the sweeping boughs of the willow, and just a few small animals who call the crevices of the canyon their home ─ they keep the young boy entertained, and Oceane suspicious that Alcinder may have inherited her zoolingualism.
By the time the opaline woman is ready to share the energetic colt with the rest of Loess instead of tucked securely away in their sandstone sanctum, she catches the familiar scent of Aquaria on the springtime breeze. Smiling excitedly at Alcinder, she nudges him towards the entrance to the canyon ─ a path just wide enough for her to walk through and him to follow ─ with the warning that he shouldn't venture out unless accompanied by her or with someone she has expressly said he could leave with.
Like an obliging young boy, he nods his azure-and-white head, but Oceane does not miss the curious glint in his eye.
When Aquaria and her two boys come into view, Oceane nickers affectionately for the finned woman; Alcinder, his own curiosity unfettered, lays his silver eyes upon the collection of fins and stripes and fur and paws that awaits them at the border ─ "Whoa!"
Oceane's lips twitch into a grin as the winged colt bounds forward to meet the striped and finned boys face-to-face, his feathered appendages spread wide in excitement. Oceane knows that if Aquaria has ever seen Castile, her son's lineage will be apparent, but she does not breach the topic on her own ─ instead, she presses a warm muzzle to Aquaria's neck before pivoting and taking a few strides back so that she can watch the trio of colts and the finned woman at her side.
"I'm so glad you made the trip safely," she says to the Ischian woman with a gentle sigh, "I know a good spot we can keep an eye on the boys while they play." As they begin their short journey back to the canyon, Alcinder makes his name well-known to the trio by introducing himself individually to each of them, his introduction to Aquaria accompanied by a low bow.
"It's nice to meet you, Miss Aquaria."
@[Aquaria] & @[Halcyon]
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The small den-like canyon made available everything Oceane and Alcinder needed over the following weeks. Grass, a basin of shallow, drinkable water (slightly less brackish now that the higher mountains are feeding it with their melt), prickly pears, shade beneath the sweeping boughs of the willow, and just a few small animals who call the crevices of the canyon their home ─ they keep the young boy entertained, and Oceane suspicious that Alcinder may have inherited her zoolingualism.
By the time the opaline woman is ready to share the energetic colt with the rest of Loess instead of tucked securely away in their sandstone sanctum, she catches the familiar scent of Aquaria on the springtime breeze. Smiling excitedly at Alcinder, she nudges him towards the entrance to the canyon ─ a path just wide enough for her to walk through and him to follow ─ with the warning that he shouldn't venture out unless accompanied by her or with someone she has expressly said he could leave with.
Like an obliging young boy, he nods his azure-and-white head, but Oceane does not miss the curious glint in his eye.
When Aquaria and her two boys come into view, Oceane nickers affectionately for the finned woman; Alcinder, his own curiosity unfettered, lays his silver eyes upon the collection of fins and stripes and fur and paws that awaits them at the border ─ "Whoa!"
Oceane's lips twitch into a grin as the winged colt bounds forward to meet the striped and finned boys face-to-face, his feathered appendages spread wide in excitement. Oceane knows that if Aquaria has ever seen Castile, her son's lineage will be apparent, but she does not breach the topic on her own ─ instead, she presses a warm muzzle to Aquaria's neck before pivoting and taking a few strides back so that she can watch the trio of colts and the finned woman at her side.
"I'm so glad you made the trip safely," she says to the Ischian woman with a gentle sigh, "I know a good spot we can keep an eye on the boys while they play." As they begin their short journey back to the canyon, Alcinder makes his name well-known to the trio by introducing himself individually to each of them, his introduction to Aquaria accompanied by a low bow.
"It's nice to meet you, Miss Aquaria."
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i must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
and all i ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by
and all i ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by