04-22-2017, 01:40 PM
Heda
Home is no longer home any more, it lacks that essence the sweetness she used to remember. It's now bitter, riddled with something more sinister, far from what Taiga was supposed to be. She was supposed to be a place for the wounded, a safe haven for the most children of Beqanna. There once many here, joy frolicked throughout her forests but no longer, children didn't play nor linger, they grew, and some even left. She hardly sees any of her family members, for everyone is scarce broken apart, like shattered pottery their family has fractured. And so it seems Taiga's love, and joy has been swept away with it.
So now she lingers, the once glowing princess of Taiga, saddened by the loss of joy upon her homeland, and the lack of love that lingered within the hallowed cracks of her forests. She hardly sees her family, her friends but every once in a while she comes upon them, lured by their emotions, the hint of joy as if it were a trail of hope. That joy would once more riddle the gorges redwood forest, but that days seems far, and incredibly delayed.
Today is different though, she tries at least to bring joy to this land once more, and it makes her exhausted. She does not fly as usual, she walks taking through the breathtaking forest that she and her sister and her use to play in ever so long ago. Just walking through it made her smile, as the memories began to trickle in, so sweet, and so joyful. It was good back then, but how could it fall all apart so soon and so quickly, it was unfortunate what happened. But it's done, and forgiven and all she can do is to try to build her home up.
And so when she hears the call of her name, she turns tail navy pointed lobes perked, and when her hazel gaze meets her sister she can't help herself, and a glowing smile finds its way upon her lips. Although exhausted, the girl charges towards her sister in a rather playful notion, but then she breaks down rather tired once more. Offering her muzzle towards her sister, "Jinju. How have you been?" She exclaims in a rather friendly tone, but she's far too tired to see how Jinju is, if sadness riddles her, or anything far beyond her powers that is troubling her inky sister.
So now she lingers, the once glowing princess of Taiga, saddened by the loss of joy upon her homeland, and the lack of love that lingered within the hallowed cracks of her forests. She hardly sees her family, her friends but every once in a while she comes upon them, lured by their emotions, the hint of joy as if it were a trail of hope. That joy would once more riddle the gorges redwood forest, but that days seems far, and incredibly delayed.
Today is different though, she tries at least to bring joy to this land once more, and it makes her exhausted. She does not fly as usual, she walks taking through the breathtaking forest that she and her sister and her use to play in ever so long ago. Just walking through it made her smile, as the memories began to trickle in, so sweet, and so joyful. It was good back then, but how could it fall all apart so soon and so quickly, it was unfortunate what happened. But it's done, and forgiven and all she can do is to try to build her home up.
And so when she hears the call of her name, she turns tail navy pointed lobes perked, and when her hazel gaze meets her sister she can't help herself, and a glowing smile finds its way upon her lips. Although exhausted, the girl charges towards her sister in a rather playful notion, but then she breaks down rather tired once more. Offering her muzzle towards her sister, "Jinju. How have you been?" She exclaims in a rather friendly tone, but she's far too tired to see how Jinju is, if sadness riddles her, or anything far beyond her powers that is troubling her inky sister.
Go ahead. Laugh at the girl who loved too easily
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Ex-Queen of Loess