Let the shadows fall behind us || Kagerus

[Tangerine]

Tangerine

In the middle of the night, I go walking in my sleep

Tangerine had stopped counting her years after her childbearing years had ended, but the grey whiskers on her chin suggest that quite a few have passed. The hollows above her eyes deepened with each passing season, despite the healthy weight which rounded her hips and shoulders. She is not the young mare who had run at Warrick's side and raised his children, but there is something of the girl still in her. A quality which is easy to see as Tang's liquid-honey eyes catch the night's full-moon light.

The twisting dreadlocks and tendrils of her tricolor mane fall well past her shoulder, woven with smuggled oddities from across Beqanna and beyond. It's heavy mass drapes to one side of her neck, opposite the thick, spiral brand. The wild mare had stopped trying to cover Carnage's mark years ago: when time, and other memories, had weakened the importance of his touch in her story.

To see her, she is a wild creature with wise old eyes that still sparkled with mischief, as much so tonight as ever.

It had taken her most of the day to pick her way up the side of the volcano, but she had passed the time mumbling and laughing to her craggy, old friend as she went. The seer's dreams had told a story to her weeks ago, and she had been looking forward to its fulfillment. By the time the May Moon reaches its apex, she is standing knee-deep in the pool which feeds Tehpra's new waterfall. Her expectant is gaze cast out across the map of Tephra below, and a chill passes over her as she feels particles of magic begin to move in the air around her.

"Hello, Kagerus." Tang cackles her greeting, her pink and grey lips spread wide with the unabashed enjoyment she always felt when her prophecies came to be.

@[Kagerus] <3