-Adria-
Her twins are growing, but not so rapidly that Adria can’t hold them close at night and ruffle their manes or get high-pitched I love you’s out of them. Even Luath, her kelpie boy, is still game for calling her ‘ma’ and coming up to shore every night, though she feels that connection growing farther and farther out with each day. He’s much happier when he can spend time with Eva off exploring, and Adria isn’t so foolish to try and keep him grounded.
Not when she has Ionia.
Sweet Ionia, her blue girl that breathes fire.
Ionia who still couldn’t seem to master swimming, but tried because she knew it would please Adria.
Sighing, the Nereid mare had left her twins to their own devices today, fully expecting their guardian father Brennen to keep an eye on them. She and the bay stallion hadn’t grown much closer (as she predicted) but that devolution of affection didn’t necessarily bother her all that much. They loved their children, which was more than she could hope for in this day and age.
She knew, as she swam through the warm summer currents between Ischia and Tephra, that having a relationship like her parent’s was a once-in-a-lifetime sort of thing. A lifetime that had belonged to her mother, not her.
So she admired the way Leliana was healing the great kingdom from below the waves, and came to rise from the water and pull herself up onto shore just as the dawn was turning to midday. Not particularly in search of anything or anyone, the seamare wandered through lush flowers and felt her hooves sink into the dark soil underneath as she went. Her scales began to dry in time, fading away to regular fur and her long mane and tail fluttered out from the touching caress of a passing breeze.
Stopping, she turned back to glance at the imposing shadow of the still-smoking Volcano, and that’s when she saw someone - someone unfamiliar - approaching.
Oh my love, don't forsake me; Take what the water gave me
@[Jakub] as promised!