YOU'RE ONLY AS SICK AS YOUR SECRETS
It had been that tie - the same brilliant blue gaze (though perhaps more common in the North, now) - that allowed Reave the freedom with her sight that he currently enjoys. While there is a blood relation that is far closer than the one that the copper-and-bone colt is delving into, it is because of Heartfire that he is allowed the privilege of her sight. The gift of being able to See so much is one far more powerful than her own and yet, Aela thinks that there is an advantage to having her half-brothers check in on her.
For now, what can it hurt?
There is a flickering across her vision - a familiar feeling to her by now - as Reave dives and searches through her memories. The only visible sign of anything happening physically is that Aela tosses her pretty head once, both ears pricking forward and then back as the adolescent finds another pair of piercing blue eyes, watching them from Beyond. The palomino stills and then lifts her face to @[Reave] as he frowns.
"That?" Aela asks. The presence of her grandmother has always been felt and while it might have been suffocating for another, it never had been for the young mare. If anything, it had bolstered her confidence to know that Heartfire was always so close. Her granddam who could see and therefore know so much: what did Aela truly have to fear growing up with such a deadly (and devoted) grandparent to watch over her?
She laughs then, a chiming sound that rings truer in the presence of the tobiano than it has in a long time. Aela is enjoying this, she finds. The golden girl gives her head a shake to confirm no, that Heartfire has never made her feel stifled or suffocated. The Seer had always seemed to encourage them, so long as Aela understood what she was truly pursuing.
Freedom. That has always been what Aela has wanted.
The freedom to chase down whatever destiny she saw fit.
Aela casts a dubious eye on the colt, finding it hard to believe that, "You've never felt her before?"
