.:Bloodfeather:. (Rae)

[Wolfbane]

ALL THE DOUBT YOU'RE STANDING IN BETWEEN

The allure of her world is a crystal looking glass. Up here, with her and between the jaunty conversation they throw back and forth, Bane eagerly glimpses into its curved surface and tries for a moment to see himself through her eyes. An imagine forms hazily. There’s no Lepis and no children, only the endless gift of immortality and a mimic of Rae’s abilities. Days of endless blue, nights spent drinking the stars like fine wine. Now and then the rush of an angry storm to race against. He sees it all like a fantasy and appreciates it because Rae lives it... and doesn’t he like her company? He does.

But the separation of that fantasy from his reality is a solid wall. Something he doesn’t often try to peer over. Her question about being herdbound is the rim of her bright blue gaze peeking across the top of that wall, staring back at him. He smiles but saves the answer for later. She’s telling him her story. Beginning it with an admonishment that curled his lips a bit further. Fine, not a goddess. Just Rae.

Rae the lonesome. Born a twin but child of the sky. A girl who should’ve been a story told at bedtime, now in the flesh right before him. Rae the fairytale. He thinks that’s better.

Wolfbane is trying to read her expression, see if she’s sad. He blinks and follows the delicate shadow of her eyelashes, concern building up between his own eyes in the shape of a troubled groove. So this… he turns his blue nose one way and then the other, inhales the smell of heavy condensation… this was all she’d ever known. For her credit she doesn’t appear on the verge of a tearful breakdown. A bit confused if anything at all. He could understand that.

“I can say that living in one place with one herd is like a familiar comfort. A web that expands beyond yourself. Silver strands that all trail back to you. A feeling of invincibility married to a loving type of security that you can give as much as receive.” The stallion finally answers her.

He shrugs, gazes back at her. Wonders if he’s making any sense at all before brushing that doubt away with a pleasant, robust laugh. “That’s my own puzzle though. Yours could be different, it’s not exactly for me to say.” He lifts his head and pulls it as far back towards his shoulder blades as possible, stands his ground and flares his wings a bit to test the speed of the wind around them through his pale white feathers. Breathes in deeply again with both eyes shut tight. “You seem curious about the idea of it all though. Maybe us fascinating mortals have caught your wandering gaze, hmm?”

WITH WOUNDS THAT NO ONE ELSE HAS SEEN

WOLFBANE

@[Rae] <3