His green eyes blink in a daze. He could still remember the one time that their family had been completely whole. He had been snuggled up to his sister, smashed between the parents on a beautiful night. A night when all was right in the world. She had been so happy in those moments, had loved all of them so dearly. Those that had known her before, would have never recognized the cynical creature that they knew in this vibrant soft lady.
She had smiled, she had laughed, she had loved. And now he had lost. The world was loosing its sunny warmth on him. The age of realization had dawned on him. One day everyone has to grow up. It just should not have been this day for the colt. He looks up to his father. Their connection just as strong as ever.
He takes courage from the man. Gallows needs to see my memories. He looks to the stallion his jaw clenched. She went to see Demian, and I followed. His father points out the blood on his body. And he trembles in horror, had he smashed her face in? No it couldnt' be. she needed to be alive, he wanted his father to be happy. Wanted their family to be happy. They didn't need this. They needed to be together. They deserved to have a good life in their home. They should be safe.
He frowns, watching as the man cleans him up, taking comfort in the warm his father provides. He was luckier then most, his family wasn't disfunctional. His family loved him, and he loved them. They were stuck together like velcro what ever that was. You could never find one without the other. His tone is quiet almost a whisper. Could he say it?
It was going to make it all the more real. What would happen? He was afraid his father would dissapear, would they be together for always? Just like the family had always promised one another? Would father abandon them in his greif? What would this do to his happy little world? As if it isn't shattered enough. Someone murdered her. he seethes with hatred, his mouth frothing with the desire to kill the man responsible.
All of his fears dissapear in that moment, he stands to his hooves, looking his father in the eyes, Demian and I both didn't see him. I dont think Demian saw him at all. The sphyco revealed himself to me after he was done... He couldn't say the words. Smashing her face in? Mother deserved better.
Your name was hehr last breath. He hoped it would provide some comfort to his father. That even in the last moments, even as tragic as her life had been, she was still all consumed with her love for him and their family. That they had been the only thing on her mind as she passed into the afterlife. Maybe...
He remembered something of a breach being spoken of, a place where the horses could commune with the dead. Maybe he could visit her there, maybe he could see his mother once more. Maybe he could find closure to that gaping wound in his chest.
Kryten
No worries <33 :'{ poor Fennick, and Kryten. She just can't ever be happy. The poor girl.