05-11-2015, 04:26 PM
and when I breathed, my breath was lightning
It had been years since she’d seen her own parents, but not because she didn’t want to. Her parents had been loving and kind and gentle, and she knew that she was lucky to have them. But still, there would always be a part of her that was bitter that in the end, they chose Kora over her. Of course they did. Kora needed them, and Rhy did not. Riagan even offered to stay, but she couldn’t tear him away from Rayelle.
And then, when Kora finally no longer needed them, they simply didn’t come back. They’d left Rhy when she was only a year old and they never returned. And for that, she would never entirely forgive them, no matter how lucky she was to have had them at all.
The Sisters were her family now. And perhaps, eventually, Kora as well. Their last meeting had been okay, shockingly, laced with real moments that sisters should share. Moments they had never been able to share before. And while Rhy hopes, she tries not to get her hopes up to high either. Kora has always been afraid of the electric in her veins, the electric that makes Rhy who she is. So really, Kora has always been afraid of Rhy.
These thoughts still plague her all too often. But she keeps busy, either inside the Jungle or without, but usually with kingdom business of some sort. Though things have been quiet lately. No changing of monarchs lately, but of course, almost all of them had changed rather recently. So today Rhy is wandering through the Jungle when she hears the quiet call, and she follows the sound though she’s not the first to arrive. Scorch is there already, and Rhy’s in time to catch most of the greeting as she slides in next to her Queen.
Scorch, perhaps, has never been the best at making friends, but to her credit, she’s gotten better since Rhy first met the fiery mare so many years ago. How quickly the time had gone, and still, here they were. Things had changed, but only so much. Rhy nods and flashes Scorch a quick smile before turning to look at the newcomer, her smile growing wider. She’s always been bubbly (electric, really, though there are no sparks on her skin right now) and perhaps an easier personality to greet than Scorch sometimes. “I’m Rhy,” she says. “And Scorch is right. You are quite safe here.”
And then, when Kora finally no longer needed them, they simply didn’t come back. They’d left Rhy when she was only a year old and they never returned. And for that, she would never entirely forgive them, no matter how lucky she was to have had them at all.
The Sisters were her family now. And perhaps, eventually, Kora as well. Their last meeting had been okay, shockingly, laced with real moments that sisters should share. Moments they had never been able to share before. And while Rhy hopes, she tries not to get her hopes up to high either. Kora has always been afraid of the electric in her veins, the electric that makes Rhy who she is. So really, Kora has always been afraid of Rhy.
These thoughts still plague her all too often. But she keeps busy, either inside the Jungle or without, but usually with kingdom business of some sort. Though things have been quiet lately. No changing of monarchs lately, but of course, almost all of them had changed rather recently. So today Rhy is wandering through the Jungle when she hears the quiet call, and she follows the sound though she’s not the first to arrive. Scorch is there already, and Rhy’s in time to catch most of the greeting as she slides in next to her Queen.
Scorch, perhaps, has never been the best at making friends, but to her credit, she’s gotten better since Rhy first met the fiery mare so many years ago. How quickly the time had gone, and still, here they were. Things had changed, but only so much. Rhy nods and flashes Scorch a quick smile before turning to look at the newcomer, her smile growing wider. She’s always been bubbly (electric, really, though there are no sparks on her skin right now) and perhaps an easier personality to greet than Scorch sometimes. “I’m Rhy,” she says. “And Scorch is right. You are quite safe here.”
rhy
the electric lioness of riagan and rayelle
