Gale
this is going to break me clean in two --
this is going to bring me close to you
He’s been trying to give Eyas her space, and as a result is startled by the presence of two children at his sister’s side. He’d not known she was pregnant at their last encounter, but he supposes her dark wings have always been good at concealing most of her body. And twins, which Gale looks over curiously. They’re the children of her dragon, Gale decides, but the girl at least seems shy, pressing up against her mother at the sound of Eyas’ sharp question.
Distracted by the children, Gale had briefly forgotten what he was here to talk to Eyas about, but the implication in her tone – that he is a bother – is a reminder that she is likely to soon be far more irritated.
The brindle stallion readjusts his shoulders and inhales a reassuring breath, just as his sister exhales her own sigh. Best to just get it out of the way, he supposes, and she can decide what her children are old enough to hear.
“How did Dad first realize he was Cursed?”
Gale is hopeful that there are indicators beyond the shape shifting. He has released the magic that created white wings at his sides as he made his way up the beach, preferring to not explain their here-and-gone-again presence. They are the most common use of his shapeshifting ability: the return of the snowy white wings he’d worn since birth. It feels strange to be without them again, with the wind blowing against his bare ribs and belly, and Gale shifts his weight before glancing away from the sand and directly at Eyas.
@[Eyas]
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