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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    i'd apologise for bleeding on your shirt; susquehanna & any
    #6


    It occurred to me then, that perhaps I wasn't alone in the clumsiness and awkwardness that came with not only be one larger lady, but one that often wore her heart on her sleeve and was a nervous bundle of energy. Which always seemed to be the negative sort. Tripping here, fumbling over words there. I perked an ear listening to the gypsy's words. 'I grew up in a small herd, it is different here. I guess it could needs getting used to, but I do consider The Falls my family now. And such they are there as more than just kingdom mates.' I nod, as if agreeing with my own words. Perhaps I should listen to myself sometimes. I had thoughts in my mind, they swam in an ocean, fumbling across my mind like fleeting little leaves along a river. I fished out a couple, but never posed them.

    'Sometimes we let things get to us. More so than often it isn't needed. Don't worry Susquehanna, you'll fit in fine here. I just hope you like it.' my words are sweet as the honeysuckle in summer, and the smile that meets my lips grows, just like the swelling of my barrel -- it is achingly rotund, with life, with a child I was uncertain how to approach. I knew one thing, I would be a far better mother than I had. The dark thought creeps along the back of my eyes, darkens my green orbs a little, but they soon brighten at the presence of the dappled queen. Who, I noticed is looking quite positively glowing. The life swelling her flanks as mine. But she seemed to carry it far better than I.

    'Shatter, Hello! This, this is Susquehanna.' I gestured with my muzzle to the gypsy mare and then back to Shatter Me. 'Susquehanna, this is our Queen.' I dipped my muzzle, an incline of respect. My smile does not hide the undertones of complimentary bliss. 'You are positively glowing, Shatter.' I tilt my ear to the right, and eye casting a gaze to her equally swollen barrel. I had visions of children playing come spring, and the thought sends a warm glow inside of my soul, something that I held onto quite tightly. Family. It made the fuzzy warmth radiate from my cheeks, my eyes. 'Susquehanna is new to Beqanna. And would like to join the Falls' family.'

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    - i'm a wishful thinker with the best intentions -
    acolyte of the falls




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    RE: i'd apologise for bleeding on your shirt; susquehanna & any - by Eld - 07-29-2015, 01:07 PM



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