Ungrateful little worms. The both of them. Astri had sacrificed a life of her own so that she might breathe some into her children and what have they given her in return? Only wasted years and unfulfilled promises. She could spit in her madness. Instead she grumbles under her breath and weaves through the brackish growth of the forest, wondering why her fellow equines even needed this much seclusion. As if secrets and forbidden meetings could be concealed from the world by the makings of a few trees. It was absurd that Dacia would come here thinking that the elder green mare wouldn’t seek her out. The Chamber was a living forest itself - Astri knew her way around the woods.
But then again, that’s probably why Dacia had come here in the first place. Some part of her willful daughter wanted to be found, and Astri was to blame for that. She’d clearly spoiled the filly, given her some unrealistic expectations about her place in this world. It was probably her daughter's intentions to be found entangled with some horrible excuse of a stallion just so that she could have excitement in her life. Astri wonders where she went wrong. With a defeated sigh the matriarch of the strange little blue-green Chamber trio descends into the heart of the wood, wondering if she can retrieve her young look-alike before the girl really got herself into a mess.
With Dacia, one could never be sure. Of course, this would be easier if she had the help of her son, Lupei, but there was another waste of flesh. He was too tangled up in his own power, too interested in the ways of nature. Men … what a species unchanged. With the flick of a single ear she slows to a halt, sensing that there’s movement ahead. “Dacia!” She calls out, the irritation in her voice straining the word. “Enough of your attitude. Come out and face me.”
Her eyes, never agreeing in their color, narrow on the spot ahead where she was certain she heard something. If it is not Dacia, then oh well, she would scream at woodland creatures all she liked. But she was certain that nothing else would come out this far. Her jade tail is restless, and a for a brief moment, Astri feels uneasy.
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@[Pollock]