11-28-2018, 10:44 PM
It's gradual and progressive, the way her expression changes. It had started with a smile, awaiting his suggestion, but the grin fades to a flat line with the more names he offers before the edges of her mouth dip into a concerned frown. Tilting her speckled head, with an incredulous look and narrowing of her dark eyes, she mouths Fluffy? in a silent question. Before she replies with the stiff No that had already started to form on her lips, she holds her breath to watch him a bit more closely. Was something the matter? She'd only ever seen him this unsettled, or maybe nervous, once before--when he'd first come back to Nerine and they'd both unloaded themselves of their hidden feelings for each other And when he apologizes, she can't stop the lopsided smile of hers from returning, because his reaction was endearing and she understood it.
"No name seems perfect enough," she says finally, harnessing enough strength to pull herself to a stand despite the groan of her aching body. "But we can find something as close to perfect as possible for them." Thankfully, he's not far from where she had risen, and it only takes a couple steps to fill the distance between herself and the man she loved. With a fluid motion, her lips draw a curved line down the length of his neck, ending with a kiss on the bony prominence of his scaled shoulder. "We made them," she corrects him gently from his statement before, humbly giving credit where credit was due. Closing her eyes, she swiftly skims the memories she had, only to reopen with a gentle confidence as she pulled away from his side, turning her attention back to the resting twins.
She moved towards the eldest girl first, with her warm brown coat and golden strands and faded dapples that dusted her small body. Breckin lowered her head nudge the girl's head affectionately, running her nose towards the child's rump before boosting her to a wobbly stand. "Oisin" she said in a quiet declaration as the filly boldly found her footing on tiny hooves. "Little deer." The leopard woman chuckled softly as the girl dared a few brave steps, successful at first before stumbling on the last bit, falling haphazardly before catching her tiny chest against her father's leg. Little sides heaving with exertion, their oldest daughter looked up at him uncertainly with wide, brown eyes.
Breckin's gaze drifted towards the younger girl then, smiling warmly against the tufted gold mane so brilliantly like her sire's. This one was near the perfect melding of her parents in appearance--spotted pale red upon white and metallic tresses. As she had done with the first, the mare kissed the child's head before she firmly lifted her tiny rear to encourage a stand. "Eurwen," she says against the baby's dotted body, using her own head to the leverage the girl up and onto her own tiny four hooves. Contented that the filly wasn't going to immediately topple over, Breckin releases her hold, but hovers nearby to catch her if she would happen to fall. "Gold and fair."
"What do you think?" she muses, passing a curious glance to Leilan, wondering simultaneously what his eye color would be in the shared moment.
She can't help it, but a slightly exasperated sigh escapes her when the reality of the situation wriggles its way into her bubble of joy. "I can't believe there's two." Her voice lowers enough so that only he would hear her, expression turning slightly sour realizing how much more work keeping two tiny horses alive would entail. "I blame you."
@[Leilan]
"No name seems perfect enough," she says finally, harnessing enough strength to pull herself to a stand despite the groan of her aching body. "But we can find something as close to perfect as possible for them." Thankfully, he's not far from where she had risen, and it only takes a couple steps to fill the distance between herself and the man she loved. With a fluid motion, her lips draw a curved line down the length of his neck, ending with a kiss on the bony prominence of his scaled shoulder. "We made them," she corrects him gently from his statement before, humbly giving credit where credit was due. Closing her eyes, she swiftly skims the memories she had, only to reopen with a gentle confidence as she pulled away from his side, turning her attention back to the resting twins.
She moved towards the eldest girl first, with her warm brown coat and golden strands and faded dapples that dusted her small body. Breckin lowered her head nudge the girl's head affectionately, running her nose towards the child's rump before boosting her to a wobbly stand. "Oisin" she said in a quiet declaration as the filly boldly found her footing on tiny hooves. "Little deer." The leopard woman chuckled softly as the girl dared a few brave steps, successful at first before stumbling on the last bit, falling haphazardly before catching her tiny chest against her father's leg. Little sides heaving with exertion, their oldest daughter looked up at him uncertainly with wide, brown eyes.
Breckin's gaze drifted towards the younger girl then, smiling warmly against the tufted gold mane so brilliantly like her sire's. This one was near the perfect melding of her parents in appearance--spotted pale red upon white and metallic tresses. As she had done with the first, the mare kissed the child's head before she firmly lifted her tiny rear to encourage a stand. "Eurwen," she says against the baby's dotted body, using her own head to the leverage the girl up and onto her own tiny four hooves. Contented that the filly wasn't going to immediately topple over, Breckin releases her hold, but hovers nearby to catch her if she would happen to fall. "Gold and fair."
"What do you think?" she muses, passing a curious glance to Leilan, wondering simultaneously what his eye color would be in the shared moment.
She can't help it, but a slightly exasperated sigh escapes her when the reality of the situation wriggles its way into her bubble of joy. "I can't believe there's two." Her voice lowers enough so that only he would hear her, expression turning slightly sour realizing how much more work keeping two tiny horses alive would entail. "I blame you."
@[Leilan]