04-25-2017, 11:19 PM
Carwyn
Folded wings into flattening veins and fluttering eyes
Carwyn is not as settled into Nerine as her father, but she is happy here. It is quiet, most times, and soothing, and pleasant. Some time she will need to find something useful to do but for now, she simply lives. Sometimes she misses parts of her old life, mostly parts of her family, but it isn't so bad. Still, she can't help but feel her heart leap when she spots a familiar purple silhouette and immediately turns that way, letting the breeze carry her to the duo, landing before them with a friendly whicker."Cassie!" the blue roan made touches her sister first, a nose pressed to the other mare's neck as she breathes in the familiar scent. Carwyn had pretty much given up hope that her angry sister would join them here, and she is more than excited to have almost all of their little family back together again (though if she knew they had yet another younger sister somewhere, still experiencing their mother's dubious parenting skills, she would be less pleased). "It took you long enough to come," the chiding is gentle, soft like the expression in her brown eyes, which widen as she suddenly seems to remember the boy at her sister's side.
It is easy enough to see that he is her son. For one, he has purple in his mane and tail very much a matching shade to Cassie's but beyond that, Carwyn knew her sister Before. Before the reckoning, when the purple girl had looked much like him, flesh refusing to stay firmly attached and something haunted in her eyes that never went away. She smiles at him, too, reaching out her muzzle to bump his shoulder ever-so-gently in greeting. "Hullo, she breathes out, voice warm smooth, like honey from a bee's nest. "I'm your Aunt Carwyn."
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