09-30-2015, 04:18 PM
la jeune fille marquée
Minette startles at the touch of his wings, flinching unconsciously for though her heart aches to believe, her body knows better. She shies, but she does not move away, forcing her strained muscles to hold still. Despite all she knows and all she has been through, the pale gray mare will hear him out.
She desperately wants what he says to be true. She longs to be able to trust someone.
Minette is lonely.
Concern etches her features as Gryffen spins his tale. She cannot help it. She feels badly for the little boy he must have been, abandoned and unloved. Perhaps his life would have taken a different turn if he'd only had someone who cared for him. The anger on his face when he speaks of his mother frightens Min, but still she stays and listens.
If no one had loved Minette, if she had not loved Anguisette, perhaps either of them could also have become the broken stallion she sees before her now.
True compassion shows in her brown eyes as he finishes speaking. "I am sorry, Gryffen." She pauses, hesitant. "There are worse than you."
Not-Minette is a broken, half eaten body sprawled on the ground, torn to pieces by hell hounds. She cries as if she will never stop.
Minette breathes deeply, watching Gryffen carefully for his response. "But I can forgive you if-if you want to start over."
She knows that the Gryffen she has known over the past torturous year would beat her within an inch of her life for those words. Forgiveness or compassion or pity would never occur to him as options with his mare. Minette says a silent prayer that he will prove himself, that he is capable of change.
Why wouldn't she believe? He is offering all she wants; forgiveness, love, acceptance, trust.
"Thank you." She replies softly when he announces she will be alpha mare. It is not a position she cares for, but Min can tell he is trying, and she doesn't want to discourage him. The gray mare is still wary but her defenses are crumbling. She wonders what he can do to prove himself, but does not ask. Instead she broaches another question.
"I-does this mean I can go to the Chamber with you at times?"
She hates the Chamber, but it is his home, and she thinks of Fiasko and her daughter.
Her muscles have relaxed noticeably. Still, she does not see that her brand has almost entirely healed.
She desperately wants what he says to be true. She longs to be able to trust someone.
Minette is lonely.
Concern etches her features as Gryffen spins his tale. She cannot help it. She feels badly for the little boy he must have been, abandoned and unloved. Perhaps his life would have taken a different turn if he'd only had someone who cared for him. The anger on his face when he speaks of his mother frightens Min, but still she stays and listens.
If no one had loved Minette, if she had not loved Anguisette, perhaps either of them could also have become the broken stallion she sees before her now.
True compassion shows in her brown eyes as he finishes speaking. "I am sorry, Gryffen." She pauses, hesitant. "There are worse than you."
Not-Minette is a broken, half eaten body sprawled on the ground, torn to pieces by hell hounds. She cries as if she will never stop.
Minette breathes deeply, watching Gryffen carefully for his response. "But I can forgive you if-if you want to start over."
She knows that the Gryffen she has known over the past torturous year would beat her within an inch of her life for those words. Forgiveness or compassion or pity would never occur to him as options with his mare. Minette says a silent prayer that he will prove himself, that he is capable of change.
Why wouldn't she believe? He is offering all she wants; forgiveness, love, acceptance, trust.
"Thank you." She replies softly when he announces she will be alpha mare. It is not a position she cares for, but Min can tell he is trying, and she doesn't want to discourage him. The gray mare is still wary but her defenses are crumbling. She wonders what he can do to prove himself, but does not ask. Instead she broaches another question.
"I-does this mean I can go to the Chamber with you at times?"
She hates the Chamber, but it is his home, and she thinks of Fiasko and her daughter.
Her muscles have relaxed noticeably. Still, she does not see that her brand has almost entirely healed.