06-02-2021, 09:17 AM
MAURTIA
Maurtia knew that Neuna hadn’t meant to make her feel bad - but she can’t help but wilt a little under her kindest sister’s words. She should have noticed right away when her wolf was missing! Shouldn’t have just assumed that sweet Deebee (short for Deathbringer) had been mixed up in her new fog. But there had just been so many changes recently that it had gotten lost in her mind. But now that the absence had been discovered, she was determined to fix it.
And she is glad too that Decima seems to have misplaced Pup. At least she’s not the only irresponsible one.
She twists her head around to look at the shoreline across the sea when Decima mentions it. Maurtia frowns at that shore, as though scowling at it will reveal her wolf pup waiting there for her or make the shore a little closer so that they can easily investigate. She hadn’t minded that their mother had taken them here until this very moment, until it was mildly inconvenient with the half-baked plans that are beginning to form in her head. They could, very likely, just walk up to their magical mother and ask her for help.
But of all the plans that are forming, this is not one of them. She loves her mother, even that dark father, but her bond with her sisters goes deeper - and it is with them that her mind always will create schemes until she is reminded that others exist in the world.
It’s pretty handy to have sisters with such wonderful talents. Maurtia lights up at Decima’s suggestion that she look for where they last had them - her glowing eyes brighter for the smile that appears. “Yeah! Do that, Dec.”
She looks back to the distant shore before glancing at each of her sisters. “I don’t think mom will like it if we swim all that way.” Maurtia says this out of some sense of obligation - she is the eldest of the three, after all. She should pretend to be the responsible one. But it is still obvious in the way that she says it that she’s really saying ‘mom won’t like it but if we gotta do it, we gotta do it’. Forgetting, for the moment, that she has not yet had the chance to learn how to swim.
And she is glad too that Decima seems to have misplaced Pup. At least she’s not the only irresponsible one.
She twists her head around to look at the shoreline across the sea when Decima mentions it. Maurtia frowns at that shore, as though scowling at it will reveal her wolf pup waiting there for her or make the shore a little closer so that they can easily investigate. She hadn’t minded that their mother had taken them here until this very moment, until it was mildly inconvenient with the half-baked plans that are beginning to form in her head. They could, very likely, just walk up to their magical mother and ask her for help.
But of all the plans that are forming, this is not one of them. She loves her mother, even that dark father, but her bond with her sisters goes deeper - and it is with them that her mind always will create schemes until she is reminded that others exist in the world.
It’s pretty handy to have sisters with such wonderful talents. Maurtia lights up at Decima’s suggestion that she look for where they last had them - her glowing eyes brighter for the smile that appears. “Yeah! Do that, Dec.”
She looks back to the distant shore before glancing at each of her sisters. “I don’t think mom will like it if we swim all that way.” Maurtia says this out of some sense of obligation - she is the eldest of the three, after all. She should pretend to be the responsible one. But it is still obvious in the way that she says it that she’s really saying ‘mom won’t like it but if we gotta do it, we gotta do it’. Forgetting, for the moment, that she has not yet had the chance to learn how to swim.
@[neuna]
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