[private] keep a little fire burning || ellyse

[Smoak]

Keep a little fire burning;
however small, however hidden.

Ellyse had spit Dahmer's name at Ledger before the young colt had fled from the pair. His champagne frame had moved quickly into Tephra's forest in search for Dad, hoping that if Mom was home, the second parent would be, too. He had searched for hours.

Visions of his mother's fight with Ledger flash through his head as he lay hidden in the copse of trees his father frequented. His champagne body is curled into itself and his hazel eyes stare unseeing into the distance. Bear-Ledger (once a father figure?), had tried to attack Smoak; his mother had arrived to protect him with a suit of diamond, and never mind the eye that was missing from her head. What had happened to them all?

He had found Joaquin and Joplin. Smoak had told them that Mom was home, that she looked a little different, but that she was still mom (his heart aches for her safety in whatever dispute she had with Ledger, hopes that he is not lying to the twins). He had promised that she would go find them, to satiate their aching bellies, and that he would be back later.

He hadn't found Dahmer, nor even scented him. The black stallion has not returned, so now Smoak hides inside the lava-side den his father calls home, and waits anxiously for Dahmer's return.

Smoak

lineart colored by sanaa

@[Ellyse]