02-22-2022, 03:29 PM
The silver bay notices a lot of changes happening within his new friend. The obvious one is the change in colour of her little glowing dots, red to something yellow, and if he squints at them he thinks they are golden fireflies dancing in a a summer night’s dusk. Thinking of fireflies makes him feel happy and warm inside, and he shares exactly that feeling of content summer lazy warmth through the magic that he was given at birth.
He doesn’t falter when her smile does. He doesn’t recognize the feelings that she has, not now, and probably not ever. It may seem artificial to some, but Jokull can’t not be happy in some way. Instead, he gives a cheerful look. ”I know glaciers. Fa says they’re my mother.” And he is happy with their likeness - totally unaware what a mother is or should be (or even a father for that matter) - and totally unaware that she may feel different about glaciers.
”I do!” Another likeness, how sweet! ”Did you walk on the water too?” He did, of course, using what icy magic he was given; she looks a little roughed up though, so maybe she walks differently?
@Ciri
He doesn’t falter when her smile does. He doesn’t recognize the feelings that she has, not now, and probably not ever. It may seem artificial to some, but Jokull can’t not be happy in some way. Instead, he gives a cheerful look. ”I know glaciers. Fa says they’re my mother.” And he is happy with their likeness - totally unaware what a mother is or should be (or even a father for that matter) - and totally unaware that she may feel different about glaciers.
”I do!” Another likeness, how sweet! ”Did you walk on the water too?” He did, of course, using what icy magic he was given; she looks a little roughed up though, so maybe she walks differently?
@Ciri