09-20-2018, 06:13 PM
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@[Leilan]
we're on the road to ruin,
and we're starting at the end --
Chryseis had hardly noticed that it had been a few months since she last saw her father. Not because she didn’t miss him, but because her fleeting attention span didn’t allow her to focus on it for that long. There were so many other things she was trying to explore and learn, especially since Briseis had loosened her overprotective, almost asphyxiating hold on her. She never felt abandoned; she was one of the lucky few that knew both of her parents loved her, which was ironic, since they were not in love with each other. But still, there were plenty of times that she wondered what he was doing. She assumed that he must be busy, doing whatever it was adults did. She knew her father did a lot more than her mother - and he must be important, because other horses knew him. Breckin knew him, and she was a Queen now, and Queens would only be friends with important people, she’s pretty sure.
She was exploring along a creek bed when she first heard the familiar call. Immediately, her head flings upwards, sending water droplets flying, and allowing the frog she had been nosing with her muzzle to finally escape into the reedy grasses. On still too-long legs she bounds forward, easily traversing across the familiar terrain and ascending the rocky hillside. Her own call was released into the air when she spotted him, quickening her pace until she is skidding to a stop before him. “Hi daddy!” Without hesitation she nuzzles against his neck, and for the first time she noticed the new scaling, and then the fact that now his eyes were a different color. ”Did you get attacked by a lizard? Wait, is this hereditary? Do I get pretty eyes too!?” That would be so much better than boring brown eyes!
chryseisof leilan and briseis
and we're starting at the end --
Chryseis had hardly noticed that it had been a few months since she last saw her father. Not because she didn’t miss him, but because her fleeting attention span didn’t allow her to focus on it for that long. There were so many other things she was trying to explore and learn, especially since Briseis had loosened her overprotective, almost asphyxiating hold on her. She never felt abandoned; she was one of the lucky few that knew both of her parents loved her, which was ironic, since they were not in love with each other. But still, there were plenty of times that she wondered what he was doing. She assumed that he must be busy, doing whatever it was adults did. She knew her father did a lot more than her mother - and he must be important, because other horses knew him. Breckin knew him, and she was a Queen now, and Queens would only be friends with important people, she’s pretty sure.
She was exploring along a creek bed when she first heard the familiar call. Immediately, her head flings upwards, sending water droplets flying, and allowing the frog she had been nosing with her muzzle to finally escape into the reedy grasses. On still too-long legs she bounds forward, easily traversing across the familiar terrain and ascending the rocky hillside. Her own call was released into the air when she spotted him, quickening her pace until she is skidding to a stop before him. “Hi daddy!” Without hesitation she nuzzles against his neck, and for the first time she noticed the new scaling, and then the fact that now his eyes were a different color. ”Did you get attacked by a lizard? Wait, is this hereditary? Do I get pretty eyes too!?” That would be so much better than boring brown eyes!
@[Leilan]