10-23-2019, 05:24 AM
Aodhán
little fire
All that is gold does not glitter; not all who wander are lost
The spotted baroque nears them with deliberate sound, yet the girl, as young as she is, still sounds a little startled. It’s a good thing that Eva recognizes him immediately, even if most of their meetings he had looked rather different. Then again, she’d always seen through it. That she’d recognize his colouring and his eyes every time, honestly he hadn’t really thought about just yet.
The purple nereid moves sideways, and the vision on the filly is more clear. A glowing golden-white beauty; her colour is so light that the difference between his own ‘true’ white and hers can’t exactly be seen, unless he’d press up against her she might prove to have a minimal cream color. ”Loire,” he repeats and steps closer to meet her, after which he caresses Eva’s neck shortly. A golden river, he thinks, looking back to the girl with adoration clearly visible. She’s not ice-covered like her brother, nor does she display teeth now or then. Yet she’s capable of glowing, indicating that mayhaps she will be able to do more when she’s older. And even if she doesn’t… ”She’s so beautiful, Eva. Almost as pretty as you.” he adds, more or less joking. How could he possibly choose? They’re different, as dusk and dawn.
Focusing on the purple nereid once more, his thoughts seem to take a different turn as he remembers this isn’t their only child. ”Is Aeolus around? I bet he’ll love having a sister.”
The purple nereid moves sideways, and the vision on the filly is more clear. A glowing golden-white beauty; her colour is so light that the difference between his own ‘true’ white and hers can’t exactly be seen, unless he’d press up against her she might prove to have a minimal cream color. ”Loire,” he repeats and steps closer to meet her, after which he caresses Eva’s neck shortly. A golden river, he thinks, looking back to the girl with adoration clearly visible. She’s not ice-covered like her brother, nor does she display teeth now or then. Yet she’s capable of glowing, indicating that mayhaps she will be able to do more when she’s older. And even if she doesn’t… ”She’s so beautiful, Eva. Almost as pretty as you.” he adds, more or less joking. How could he possibly choose? They’re different, as dusk and dawn.
Focusing on the purple nereid once more, his thoughts seem to take a different turn as he remembers this isn’t their only child. ”Is Aeolus around? I bet he’ll love having a sister.”
@[Eva]