01-14-2019, 09:28 PM
SO GIVE ME HOPE IN THE DARKNESS THAT I WILL SEE THE LIGHT
'CAUSE OH THAT GAVE ME SUCH A FRIGHT
'CAUSE OH THAT GAVE ME SUCH A FRIGHT
Just as he could feel Maertin, Brennen is vaguely aware of Qaen joining them. He takes a moment to assure himself there is nothing wrong with his other son, but then he has to focus his energy on making sure that though he lets Maertin feel he’s done the majority of the healing, the chestnut colt doesn’t overexert himself. It’s important to Brennen, to let his son believe that he’d played a large part in this healing, and it’s trickier than it seems it should be to walk the line. Then, it’s finished, but he takes a moment longer to make sure that Maertin didn’t push it, soothing the colt before lifting his head to the bright spark of Qaen at the edge of the trees, his worry quite strong.
He’s only there a moment before he is rushing over to them, but Brennen is already intensely guilty again, because for a moment Qaen was worried about Brennen. About Brennen’s anger, and his reaction, the same as Maertin had been. He never wants his children to fear him, but sometimes worry makes him sharp, and there’s been so much worry. “Ah, my loves, I am sorry,” he murmurs, lifting his dark muzzle to touch the spotted twin’s neck before lifting his other dark wing in clear invitation for Qaen to join the cuddle.
Brennen doesn’t use words to say nobody’s in trouble, but he’s sure his actions will speak quite clearly enough for him on this point. Still, when Maertin makes his query, the man’s first instinct is a quick and hard no, and he has to bite down on that reaction, glad neither of them can see his face from where they are. When he does speak his voice is wry but gentle. “We’ll talk about it, but don’t get your hopes up too high, my ambitious son. There are many reasons I’d rather you be close to home, and not well known.”
He has seen many things. More than one of his recurring nightmares involves someone kidnapping Maertin because the wrong person learned he was a healer. “But tonight is not the time for that conversation.” He turns from Maertin to Qaen, preening that twin instead. And it is preening, as much as grooming; he grew up more bird than horse, and the way he carefully lays their hair back into order is just like making his feathers lie correctly. “You rest, and let Qaen tell us what the two of you have been up to recently.”
He’s only there a moment before he is rushing over to them, but Brennen is already intensely guilty again, because for a moment Qaen was worried about Brennen. About Brennen’s anger, and his reaction, the same as Maertin had been. He never wants his children to fear him, but sometimes worry makes him sharp, and there’s been so much worry. “Ah, my loves, I am sorry,” he murmurs, lifting his dark muzzle to touch the spotted twin’s neck before lifting his other dark wing in clear invitation for Qaen to join the cuddle.
Brennen doesn’t use words to say nobody’s in trouble, but he’s sure his actions will speak quite clearly enough for him on this point. Still, when Maertin makes his query, the man’s first instinct is a quick and hard no, and he has to bite down on that reaction, glad neither of them can see his face from where they are. When he does speak his voice is wry but gentle. “We’ll talk about it, but don’t get your hopes up too high, my ambitious son. There are many reasons I’d rather you be close to home, and not well known.”
He has seen many things. More than one of his recurring nightmares involves someone kidnapping Maertin because the wrong person learned he was a healer. “But tonight is not the time for that conversation.” He turns from Maertin to Qaen, preening that twin instead. And it is preening, as much as grooming; he grew up more bird than horse, and the way he carefully lays their hair back into order is just like making his feathers lie correctly. “You rest, and let Qaen tell us what the two of you have been up to recently.”
BUT I WILL HOLD AS LONG AS YOU LIKE
JUST PROMISE ME WE'LL BE ALRIGHT
JUST PROMISE ME WE'LL BE ALRIGHT
Brennen
@[Qaen]