How could she even have considered to ignore the girl? No, that had never been an option for the ebony mare to consider. The girl needs someone and Amorette was more than happy to step up and provide it. Yes, she had Byrne too, and Kryptic, but she has enough love to share. And thus had the bay and pink girl joined the family.
Hearing Arden address her as ‘momma’ makes Amore’s heart flutter. A miracle. Something so simple sparks a whole lot of warmth and love. She cannot help it but not turn back to press her lips against Adren’s poll once the girl slows down tiredly. ”Almost” she promises, a soft smile upon her lips as she gently nudges the filly’s shoulders. ”Just a little further.”
She could already see the looming volcano, her beacon home. Never did Amorette have to wonder in which direction to go, Tephra’s volcano was there always go guide the way. The ebony woman makes sure to keep her pace slow, so that Arden can keep up. No need to tire the girl beyond what she is capable of, though they do have to go home. Not only because they are safer within Tephra’s borders, but also because Amore longs to see her son.
And it is only when she settles her eyes upon his buckskin and flaming frame from afar that she relaxes completely. They are near one of Tephra’s many streams. Not that Arden needs it, Amore could nurse her just fine, but she herself could use some refreshment. ”We’re home now, little Arden.” With a smile she tears her gaze from the horizon, where Byrne is being watched by another – trusted – watchful eye, in favour of focussing her attention on Arden.
Amorette
Quand on n'a que l'amour.
