09-17-2017, 12:16 AM
She is slower to come. Her body was healing, the mud having long crusted off and leaving the fresh white scars (chalk marks on a dark board) in it’s wake across her body. It had been hard to look at her reflection, to see the way her once pristine pelt had been ravaged. Yet if she was to continue down this path, it was something she should get use to. The long talon marks on her shoulder were still sore, rebellious in their nature to heal, but even they would succumb to the magic of the healing paste.
She was able to move now, her strength still ebbed quickly but she was mostly on her way to normal. She comes from her place by the shore as he splashes into the lake. Amusement dances in the swirling orbs of silver, feeding off his playful enthusiasm. A high pitched whinny echoes him and she hesitates, watching as he is soon joined in the water by Tang. A flutter tips at her heart, that weird anxiety finding roost in her breast. Feeling awkward to join but she forces herself to come all the same.
She finally halts at the shore line, opting to stay there then instead of joining them in the water. Still the memories of the siren and being swallowed into the dark depths of the Underneath’s version of Hyaline’s lake make her wary. She prefers the solidness of the sand, knowing that it can’t give way beneath her. Her gaze flicks to Fiato, an unknown mare that stands also on the outskirts. Perhaps also feeling as if she may be intruding.
She is still torn on deciding to stay. With her healing almost done, she knows there’s a choice to make soon. When he looks to her, she gives him an encouraging smile but inside her heart of hearts, she battles with herself. Watching the way they splash with each other, she would not want to intrude on anyone’s happiness. Perhaps she was not made for life like this, she didn't quite fit in.
She was able to move now, her strength still ebbed quickly but she was mostly on her way to normal. She comes from her place by the shore as he splashes into the lake. Amusement dances in the swirling orbs of silver, feeding off his playful enthusiasm. A high pitched whinny echoes him and she hesitates, watching as he is soon joined in the water by Tang. A flutter tips at her heart, that weird anxiety finding roost in her breast. Feeling awkward to join but she forces herself to come all the same.
She finally halts at the shore line, opting to stay there then instead of joining them in the water. Still the memories of the siren and being swallowed into the dark depths of the Underneath’s version of Hyaline’s lake make her wary. She prefers the solidness of the sand, knowing that it can’t give way beneath her. Her gaze flicks to Fiato, an unknown mare that stands also on the outskirts. Perhaps also feeling as if she may be intruding.
She is still torn on deciding to stay. With her healing almost done, she knows there’s a choice to make soon. When he looks to her, she gives him an encouraging smile but inside her heart of hearts, she battles with herself. Watching the way they splash with each other, she would not want to intrude on anyone’s happiness. Perhaps she was not made for life like this, she didn't quite fit in.
Ciri