09-06-2016, 12:45 PM
now don’t you understand…that I’m never changing who I am?
So pulled was she into her own world that Reagan was unfamiliar with the culture of little ones. As she started heading for the mountain to follow Romek and his crew, she heard Jinju choke and shutter behind her… No. Not there. Not fire…
Reagan’s eyes went closed for a minute and she tilted her head to the clouds, finally understanding the true nature of the little one she had taken one under her wing. The child was born of fire, and thus, upon the mountain, had been exposed to her abilities and thrust into a world she was unfamiliar with—only to have it all taken away. Reagan’s nature was one that had always come naturally to her, but she could understand the fear that comes with being…different.
Within seconds she is back and next to the filly, looking down at her… “My poor Jinju. My name is Reagan, milovely. And are you afraid of the mountain because of the fire you saw there? Fire that you perhaps…created?” She wuffled her amusement a little before whispering into the small girl’s ear. “That just means you are special. I am special too, that way. And when we get our specialness back, I can show you how to use your fire any way you wish. But up there, on the top of the mountain, is where we need to go right now. That is where the magic is—where your fire is kept… And where my magic is kept. But I promise it is nothing to be afraid of, and I promise to protect you. Shall we go then?
She nuzzled the Jinju’s soft mane, plaiting the hair with her teeth as a way to show affection, looking to see if the filly was finally ready to traverse up the mountain, to learn who she was and to try and attempt to re-claim her inheritance on this world.
Reagan’s eyes went closed for a minute and she tilted her head to the clouds, finally understanding the true nature of the little one she had taken one under her wing. The child was born of fire, and thus, upon the mountain, had been exposed to her abilities and thrust into a world she was unfamiliar with—only to have it all taken away. Reagan’s nature was one that had always come naturally to her, but she could understand the fear that comes with being…different.
Within seconds she is back and next to the filly, looking down at her… “My poor Jinju. My name is Reagan, milovely. And are you afraid of the mountain because of the fire you saw there? Fire that you perhaps…created?” She wuffled her amusement a little before whispering into the small girl’s ear. “That just means you are special. I am special too, that way. And when we get our specialness back, I can show you how to use your fire any way you wish. But up there, on the top of the mountain, is where we need to go right now. That is where the magic is—where your fire is kept… And where my magic is kept. But I promise it is nothing to be afraid of, and I promise to protect you. Shall we go then?
She nuzzled the Jinju’s soft mane, plaiting the hair with her teeth as a way to show affection, looking to see if the filly was finally ready to traverse up the mountain, to learn who she was and to try and attempt to re-claim her inheritance on this world.