i feel trouble on the rise | oceane

[Lepis]

again you’re gone, off on a different path than mine i'm left behind wondering if i should follow Though Oceane says she is alright, Lepis is doubtful. She’d meant only of injuries from this scuffle with the Pangean stranger, but her question had been accidentally loaded – there is more damage to the opalescent mare than what this one night has inflicted. “We’ll get him back,” the promise is spoken softly, just before she presses her blue muzzle against the downed Oceane’s shoulder. Lepis is not free with physical affection, but there is something about the purple mare that makes her worth it. Lepis does not form (or hold, it seems) friendships easily, but Oceane is one of those few, despite the novelty of their relationship. She’d seen something of herself in the other mare, and now as Oceane lies weeping she sees far more of herself than she’d ever wanted too. When Gale had been taken, her reaction had been no different. This, she thinks, might even be worse. There is no telling where Alcinder is, save that he is almost certainly in a land rumored to be filled with monsters. Surely that uncertainty is worse than death, Lepis thinks. The possibility that he is being harmed rears its ugly head, and Lepis does her best to brush it aside. She can do so more easily than Oceane, she imagines. “We’ll get him back,” the dun mare repeats. “Whoever took him will regret doing so. I promise.” This promise she intends to keep, even if the way she will do so remains hazy. Some things are worth promising without a plan in place, and this is one of them. Though she cannot yet fathom how she might recover a child, especially in this world where physical power is the deciding factor, Lepis is sure that she will. And then, with another touch to Oceane to futilely straighten to the fall of her purple mane, adds: “This isn’t your fault.” The words are what she’d needed to hear after Gale’s death, when she was blaming herself, and she suspects Oceane might need them as well. LEPIS i’m the one who sees you home-- but now i’m lost in the woods and i don’t know what path you are on

@[Oceane]