03-23-2017, 11:44 PM
Life in Tephra is as quiet as ever.
She spends her days wandering the forest, sometimes alone, sometimes with Weir or one of their children. It’s a quiet life, but a good life. Other than one, frustrating, wayward daughter, everything is perfect - smooth sailing. And they will soon be adding another member to their little family.
When her water breaks she quickly secrets herself away, hiding in the same clearing in which she’d given birth to their last darling, little Fox. The process itself is quick and relatively painless, well, for birth anyway - her body is well used to the task at this point. And soon, a little bundle lies in the moss at her side.
She’s quick to stand, and rushes to the child. It’s a girl, another perfect little girl, with a reddish coat just like her father and brother. Eira begins to nudge and lick at the child, trying to encourage her up onto her feet. “Come on sweety, up you get!”
She takes a step back, gazing contentedly down at the girl. How did she ever get so lucky? She’d stumbled upon Beqanna by chance, stumbled upon Weir by chance … and here she is, years later, still with Weir and an ever growing family. They’d had some setbacks - the loss of magic in the Dale, the Reckoning, Taiga’s … well, just Taiga in general - but they’re still here, and still together. Still happy.
She steps forward to nuzzle the girl again. “Radiant. That’s what you are. Radiant.” Another wonderful, amazing addition to their lives.
She spends her days wandering the forest, sometimes alone, sometimes with Weir or one of their children. It’s a quiet life, but a good life. Other than one, frustrating, wayward daughter, everything is perfect - smooth sailing. And they will soon be adding another member to their little family.
When her water breaks she quickly secrets herself away, hiding in the same clearing in which she’d given birth to their last darling, little Fox. The process itself is quick and relatively painless, well, for birth anyway - her body is well used to the task at this point. And soon, a little bundle lies in the moss at her side.
She’s quick to stand, and rushes to the child. It’s a girl, another perfect little girl, with a reddish coat just like her father and brother. Eira begins to nudge and lick at the child, trying to encourage her up onto her feet. “Come on sweety, up you get!”
She takes a step back, gazing contentedly down at the girl. How did she ever get so lucky? She’d stumbled upon Beqanna by chance, stumbled upon Weir by chance … and here she is, years later, still with Weir and an ever growing family. They’d had some setbacks - the loss of magic in the Dale, the Reckoning, Taiga’s … well, just Taiga in general - but they’re still here, and still together. Still happy.
She steps forward to nuzzle the girl again. “Radiant. That’s what you are. Radiant.” Another wonderful, amazing addition to their lives.
EIRA
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