Burn baby burn - Heda

[Heda]

Heda

There she was as always, her best friend, her sister Her very own vault she could open up to, and it was only her now. Her father was once trusted, but unfortunately due to recent–past events he has lost everything he had had once had with the emotional, everything. So now Jinju was her person, and all sh could cherish it, and as Jinju speaks her sweet sisterly words meeting her navy toned lobes, always supportive and loving, the emotions giving her some sort of strength. So with tired eyes Heda responds honestly, "I know... I just can't lose this place. You know how much Taiga means to me, it's been my only home and I can't watch it just waste away."  She pauses, allowing her body to move forwards towards Jinju, until her cranium rested upon there Inky sisters back in some from rest.

But when Jinju speaks of Mom, and her sudden disappearance Heda can't help herself but interrupt. "She will be found when she wants you to. You know our mother." She states, her hazel gaze lingering upon Jinju's gorgeous red eyes, Heda had always admired them in truth. Finding them to be as exquisite as her own wings, at one point. Her eyes linger for a moment until Jinju speaks a child, a sibling.

Her head raises, and her appendages guide her forwards complexed, mother and father had a child? A child before she left... why wouldn't they tell us this? Isaan, had always been expected that they would have a little brother, and mother had told all of them, every sister and brother that they ha in their huge family. Her gaze lingers for a moment, curiously glancing about. "A child?" She states hesitantly, why had mother lied to them–kept this from them? "I must see her...But not now." She releases, hope beginning to edge it's way through the cracks of Tagia, a slow beginning for the return of joy, and love that once encompassed the land, her home.

"I'm glad to se you too Jinju." She expels with sweet honey dipped words, allowing her muzzle to meet her sister shoulder, gently nuzzling her in a sisterly embrace. Navy tinged wings, open agape allowing the feathery limbs to hug her tightly, she didn't want to let go of this.. She was becoming stronger slowly, and she could feel it as love pumped through her veins, a sisterly love.  

Go ahead. Laugh at the girl who loved too easily