12-20-2016, 07:04 PM
Rhae
A piercing little whinny startled her and she darted to the side in a panicked shuffle of hooves. "Hello there!" When her eyes landed on the threat she was taken aback that it was just a child. Immediately, she looked around for an adult; children were not often far from their mothers. But she didn't see any so she looked back to the dark little filly cautiously.
Painful memories came unbidden at the bright smile on her face. So much like Louisiane. Open and innocent, and so full of expression. Strangely, she wanted to huddle in close to her, pretend just for a moment that she wasn't a stranger, and they weren't in a dangerous place. Pretend the last year or so had never happened. They would be in the Meadow instead, with Chalmette hovering protectively not far away.
She blinked away the moisture in her eyes as, belatedly, she noticed the scales melded on the girl's legs, glinting like metal when they caught the sunlight. Not her Louisiane at all. Even more distracting were the occasional boils in place of a broken scale here and there.
Oh, she said dumbly. She looked sort of injured, Rhae supposed, but she also didn't seem to notice them. Maybe they were already healed or didn't pain her.
Are you hurt? she asked anyway. I'm Rhae, by the way. And she painted her face with a feeble little smile.
Rhae realized that she probably shouldn't invite conversation. How long would it be before someone came for the child? Would it be one of the dark and dangerous, or would she get lucky and have a nice time with a sweet little girl? To have the chance to pretend she was elsewhere.. that would be a nice recess from her life, she thought.
Painful memories came unbidden at the bright smile on her face. So much like Louisiane. Open and innocent, and so full of expression. Strangely, she wanted to huddle in close to her, pretend just for a moment that she wasn't a stranger, and they weren't in a dangerous place. Pretend the last year or so had never happened. They would be in the Meadow instead, with Chalmette hovering protectively not far away.
She blinked away the moisture in her eyes as, belatedly, she noticed the scales melded on the girl's legs, glinting like metal when they caught the sunlight. Not her Louisiane at all. Even more distracting were the occasional boils in place of a broken scale here and there.
Oh, she said dumbly. She looked sort of injured, Rhae supposed, but she also didn't seem to notice them. Maybe they were already healed or didn't pain her.
Are you hurt? she asked anyway. I'm Rhae, by the way. And she painted her face with a feeble little smile.
Rhae realized that she probably shouldn't invite conversation. How long would it be before someone came for the child? Would it be one of the dark and dangerous, or would she get lucky and have a nice time with a sweet little girl? To have the chance to pretend she was elsewhere.. that would be a nice recess from her life, she thought.