Raeg'n
Raeg'n
Her steps were confident as she walked boldly through the meadow. So many others floated about, some happy, some sad. Her own little face was emotionless, though sorrow gripped her in a tight embrace. A little fear snaked through her veins.
She remembered her mother clearly, so glorious and beautiful, a gentle and loving chestnut. Her touch was always sweet and caring, her voice so soothing.
She looked nothing like her. Her coat was a deep navy blue, nearly black in the fading light of early evening. Her infant mane and tail flared with a fiery orange, battling the setting sun in saturation.
Deep down, she knew she wouldn't find her mother. It didn't stop her from trying as her eyes casually lit to faces of any reddish bodies around. She'd done this all day.
Exhausted and finally relenting, she slowed her steps. Her head did not bow down in sadness, and tears did not fall. The depression remained, but was well-hidden. She steeled her emotions, forcing herself to accept her situation so she could move on. Her breath hitched and she felt moisture fill her eyes. Her chest tightened. Mother was gone..
No!
Glaring furiously at the ground, she pulled herself together. Her chin lifted, meeting any curious gaze evenly. A child so young and on their own surely gained the attention of a few, but they all seemed to look away at the challenge in her eyes.
One, though, did not turn from her hard stare.
She remembered her mother clearly, so glorious and beautiful, a gentle and loving chestnut. Her touch was always sweet and caring, her voice so soothing.
She looked nothing like her. Her coat was a deep navy blue, nearly black in the fading light of early evening. Her infant mane and tail flared with a fiery orange, battling the setting sun in saturation.
Deep down, she knew she wouldn't find her mother. It didn't stop her from trying as her eyes casually lit to faces of any reddish bodies around. She'd done this all day.
Exhausted and finally relenting, she slowed her steps. Her head did not bow down in sadness, and tears did not fall. The depression remained, but was well-hidden. She steeled her emotions, forcing herself to accept her situation so she could move on. Her breath hitched and she felt moisture fill her eyes. Her chest tightened. Mother was gone..
No!
Glaring furiously at the ground, she pulled herself together. Her chin lifted, meeting any curious gaze evenly. A child so young and on their own surely gained the attention of a few, but they all seemed to look away at the challenge in her eyes.
One, though, did not turn from her hard stare.
@[Lilitha]