06-11-2015, 09:41 PM
love is a temporary madness...
A thrill of joy and contentment burst through her as his breath fans against her neck. There are few times in her life that she had felt so at peace. The fears that had plagued her since her youth had loosened their grip on her. Her daughter had taught her the true meaning of love. A wholesome and selfless love in which fear had no room for purchase. It had also taught her that the feelings blooming deep within her for Tiphon were not emotions she need fear either. They were so vastly different, and yet somehow still the same.
The soft, contented sigh escaping her lips turns easily into a laugh at Tiphon’s next words. And though the laugh fades, the smile remains, brightening her features. Her russet gaze follows their daughter as she replies.
“I am certain that I was never half so audacious at that age.”
Her expression turns thoughtful at his question. It had been on her mind often of late as well. Though bright and curious, Joscelin had displayed no strong drives or desires in any direction. She did not know in which direction her daughter might choose to go.
When he catches her gaze, she looks back at him, a hint of concern evident in her bright cinnamon eye. She remains silent for several heartbeats after he has finishes speaking, considering what he has said. When she does speak, her words are quiet and thoughtful.
“She needs training. She has such potential, and she is a natural leader, but she has no focus. Have you considered a trade with the Jungle?”
Though the thought of her daughter leaving breaks her heart, she knows she must do what is best for Joscelin. The only trouble is that she is not entirely certain she knows what is best for her.
“Perhaps we should ask her. I suspect she will object strongly if her future is decided without her consent.”
The thought causes a small smile to touch her dark lips. With the slight curve still lingering, she calls out to her daughter. The red and white filly glances up from the mushrooms she had been investigating, her small head turning in their direction. She remains still, as though debating whether or not to obey. The hesitation causes Elysteria to sigh softly in exasperation. Joscelin chooses that moment to (finally) obey, leaping into the air briefly before landing with a soft thump before them. Her large, golden eyes glance between the two of them, curiosity tinged by a hint of defiance evident in their depths.
What?
The soft, contented sigh escaping her lips turns easily into a laugh at Tiphon’s next words. And though the laugh fades, the smile remains, brightening her features. Her russet gaze follows their daughter as she replies.
“I am certain that I was never half so audacious at that age.”
Her expression turns thoughtful at his question. It had been on her mind often of late as well. Though bright and curious, Joscelin had displayed no strong drives or desires in any direction. She did not know in which direction her daughter might choose to go.
When he catches her gaze, she looks back at him, a hint of concern evident in her bright cinnamon eye. She remains silent for several heartbeats after he has finishes speaking, considering what he has said. When she does speak, her words are quiet and thoughtful.
“She needs training. She has such potential, and she is a natural leader, but she has no focus. Have you considered a trade with the Jungle?”
Though the thought of her daughter leaving breaks her heart, she knows she must do what is best for Joscelin. The only trouble is that she is not entirely certain she knows what is best for her.
“Perhaps we should ask her. I suspect she will object strongly if her future is decided without her consent.”
The thought causes a small smile to touch her dark lips. With the slight curve still lingering, she calls out to her daughter. The red and white filly glances up from the mushrooms she had been investigating, her small head turning in their direction. She remains still, as though debating whether or not to obey. The hesitation causes Elysteria to sigh softly in exasperation. Joscelin chooses that moment to (finally) obey, leaping into the air briefly before landing with a soft thump before them. Her large, golden eyes glance between the two of them, curiosity tinged by a hint of defiance evident in their depths.
What?
elysteria