03-15-2018, 11:14 AM
The memory of her father puts a smile on Amorette’s lips. Quite some time has passed since she last saw him, but all her memories are fond ones. And thus they don’t form an obstacle here and now. Anticipation is high as she watches Nike, waiting their next task.
When she tells them, it comes as a surprise to Amorette. She had though the games a fun challenge and a way to meet new faces. Perhaps even some bonding between kingdoms would come from it. But this, this creature of despair is not fun at all. Blame it on either her soft nature or her hormones, but the sight breaks her heart.
She does not hesitate to approach. Her muzzle drops and with slow and careful hesitation she moves forward. ”Don't cry..” she murmurs, hoping that the soft sound wouldnt scare the grieving creature. ”You're not alone.” As to put power to her words, the short ebony mare reaches out to brush the velvet of her muzzle agains gray hair. Gently her breath blows the hair from her face, revealing not only old age, but also signs of abuse. This pains her even more. Nobody should go through such thing.
Her instincts tell her to hold the creature close, and thus she drops down, yet making sure she does not object to it. ”I'm here for you.” She means it. ”Let it all go, you're safe now. I got you.” Talking might open another flood of tears and she might have to re-live her pains, but once it was spilled out, it would lighten one’s heart and hopefully drop a little weight from her shoulders too. Amore keeps humming softly, listening, as she leans in closer. Her neck wraps around the frial figure, hugging her close to offer support.
Gradually the crying becomes less, but Amore does not pull away. Softly she keeps telling the woman she dus well, had lived a though life, but was now free. No more abuse, no more inflicted pain. ”Spread your wings" she says softly. Figuratively of course. ”Become the dove you were meant to be.”
Ooc: answer is heart strings!
When she tells them, it comes as a surprise to Amorette. She had though the games a fun challenge and a way to meet new faces. Perhaps even some bonding between kingdoms would come from it. But this, this creature of despair is not fun at all. Blame it on either her soft nature or her hormones, but the sight breaks her heart.
She does not hesitate to approach. Her muzzle drops and with slow and careful hesitation she moves forward. ”Don't cry..” she murmurs, hoping that the soft sound wouldnt scare the grieving creature. ”You're not alone.” As to put power to her words, the short ebony mare reaches out to brush the velvet of her muzzle agains gray hair. Gently her breath blows the hair from her face, revealing not only old age, but also signs of abuse. This pains her even more. Nobody should go through such thing.
Her instincts tell her to hold the creature close, and thus she drops down, yet making sure she does not object to it. ”I'm here for you.” She means it. ”Let it all go, you're safe now. I got you.” Talking might open another flood of tears and she might have to re-live her pains, but once it was spilled out, it would lighten one’s heart and hopefully drop a little weight from her shoulders too. Amore keeps humming softly, listening, as she leans in closer. Her neck wraps around the frial figure, hugging her close to offer support.
Gradually the crying becomes less, but Amore does not pull away. Softly she keeps telling the woman she dus well, had lived a though life, but was now free. No more abuse, no more inflicted pain. ”Spread your wings" she says softly. Figuratively of course. ”Become the dove you were meant to be.”
Ooc: answer is heart strings!