09-25-2016, 10:53 PM
She’s been at a loss since the change.
Before, she’d simply spent her time bumming around the Valley, keeping her mother company and occasionally popping out to bother her father. It’d been a quiet life, but a good one. And she’d never wanted anything else.
Now she doesn’t have a choice.
The Valley is gone, the kingdom having been destroyed in the fairies’ wrath. Her father is … somewhere. She hasn’t seen him since before the change. And her mother … oh her mother. The removal of Karris’ aquatic traits had been a traumatic experience for the poor mare. As much as Karris’ lamprey-like traits had frustrated her, they’d also been a part of her - an important part of her. And to have them so suddenly and viciously removed?
At this point Min is just glad her mother hasn’t thrown herself into the sea ...
And more than glad that the mare is at least sane enough to take care of her baby sister. No way Min knows how to look after a kid!
And as for herself? She still can’t get used to the damn teeth.
Min’s mouth - with it’s many toothy bits and anticoagulant saliva - had been hers, just as her mother’s odd traits had been her own. She’d loved her diet of mammal blood, loved the looks of shock and horror that had crossed other horses’ faces when she’d waggled her mouth parts at them (especially if she’d just fed). Now she just has these … block things. Clunky flat bits that are only good for grinding grass and foliage. Ugh.
At least she’d kept her colour. It might seem drab to others, but to her it’s the perfect combination of her parents - the brown from her father, the grey from her mother. A good reminder and representation of her own history.
But she still wants her damn mouth back. And have it back she will … whenever she finally figures out what the damn fairies want when horses petition them.
For now she wanders the meadow, keeping close to her mother’s lair on the watery border between the meadow and Tephra (though she still tries to avoid the mare and baby Ichor). Despite her physical changes, the little mare still feels connected to the water, to the sea, and she’s stuck to the lands close to the water in an attempt to retain some sense of normalcy. Min understands, but she’s never been as attached to the sea as her mother (lacking her mother’s former gills and hairless, slimy skin), and so she traverses the meadow every day, looking for something, anything to occupy her.
And today at least, she finds such a thing.
As she’s reaching the crest of a grassy hill (she’s never been so aware of how much damn grass there is everywhere, ugh) she spots a young girl, possibly a yearling, standing by herself in the meadow. There’s something … familiar about the girl, though she can’t quite recognize it. Like the child reminds her of someone but she can’t figure it out. So instead, curiosity peaked, she approaches, eyeing the golden wings that trail along the ground at the girl’s sides. “Those’d be a lot cleaner if yah kept them off the ground y’know.” God, even her voice sounds different. She needs her damn mouth back soon.
Before, she’d simply spent her time bumming around the Valley, keeping her mother company and occasionally popping out to bother her father. It’d been a quiet life, but a good one. And she’d never wanted anything else.
Now she doesn’t have a choice.
The Valley is gone, the kingdom having been destroyed in the fairies’ wrath. Her father is … somewhere. She hasn’t seen him since before the change. And her mother … oh her mother. The removal of Karris’ aquatic traits had been a traumatic experience for the poor mare. As much as Karris’ lamprey-like traits had frustrated her, they’d also been a part of her - an important part of her. And to have them so suddenly and viciously removed?
At this point Min is just glad her mother hasn’t thrown herself into the sea ...
And more than glad that the mare is at least sane enough to take care of her baby sister. No way Min knows how to look after a kid!
And as for herself? She still can’t get used to the damn teeth.
Min’s mouth - with it’s many toothy bits and anticoagulant saliva - had been hers, just as her mother’s odd traits had been her own. She’d loved her diet of mammal blood, loved the looks of shock and horror that had crossed other horses’ faces when she’d waggled her mouth parts at them (especially if she’d just fed). Now she just has these … block things. Clunky flat bits that are only good for grinding grass and foliage. Ugh.
At least she’d kept her colour. It might seem drab to others, but to her it’s the perfect combination of her parents - the brown from her father, the grey from her mother. A good reminder and representation of her own history.
But she still wants her damn mouth back. And have it back she will … whenever she finally figures out what the damn fairies want when horses petition them.
For now she wanders the meadow, keeping close to her mother’s lair on the watery border between the meadow and Tephra (though she still tries to avoid the mare and baby Ichor). Despite her physical changes, the little mare still feels connected to the water, to the sea, and she’s stuck to the lands close to the water in an attempt to retain some sense of normalcy. Min understands, but she’s never been as attached to the sea as her mother (lacking her mother’s former gills and hairless, slimy skin), and so she traverses the meadow every day, looking for something, anything to occupy her.
And today at least, she finds such a thing.
As she’s reaching the crest of a grassy hill (she’s never been so aware of how much damn grass there is everywhere, ugh) she spots a young girl, possibly a yearling, standing by herself in the meadow. There’s something … familiar about the girl, though she can’t quite recognize it. Like the child reminds her of someone but she can’t figure it out. So instead, curiosity peaked, she approaches, eyeing the golden wings that trail along the ground at the girl’s sides. “Those’d be a lot cleaner if yah kept them off the ground y’know.” God, even her voice sounds different. She needs her damn mouth back soon.
Min
... considering this is my first post as her, and I usually churn out 200 word posts, I have NO idea how this became so long. o.O