Gun - father - had known he’d had no business trying for a family. Still he tried and he succeeded but Caw and their daughter were too much like a handful of seeds picked up by the wind and scattered about. He’d always just assumed they would be scattered together but the world has a funny way of intervening for its own reasons. Glim had come to him once afterward and absent of her mother. She’d seen the questions in his eyes that he never had the heart to ask her and all too soon Glim had let the wind blow her little self elsewhere.
So she had mastered fear. Mostly. Even Glim couldn’t lie completely to herself and say that she’d never once been afraid or wouldn’t ever be again in the future. She was however, bold and made more so by Dim’s companionship and the fact that the shadows did her bidding. Which had been one hell of a discovery to make whilst barely separated from the womb. Glim cannot quote recall how she had manifested the darkness that first time but out of it cake a soft cajoling voice that told her it would always be her friend.
That was the day she saw the yellow eyes in a swirl of darkness before it plucked a shape from her infantile brain and became a dark unassuming rabbit. Dim was that rabbit and has never left her side since. He is a bit of a guiding spirit for all that he is a shadow and made up - imaginary, some might say except even as a shadow he could be seen.
She’s not sure why she starts to remember all of this as Kagerus thanks her and smiles. Glim is still staring at those beautiful black teeth and hears Dim tell her in a low smoky voice that she could manifest a pair of her own from the darkness. It’d be for show only, he warns her after seeing the speculative look in her eyes. But the painted mare is praising her cleverness which catches Glim’s attention and causes her to smile back, rather pleased to be thought of as clever and talked to as an equal and not as a presumptuous child.
Her thoughts of crafting a pair of shadow-fangs to poke from her lips is forgotten as she homes in on the question asked of her. It should not be difficult to answer and yet she hesitates in doing so. Of course she is from here but knows that her father was not; he originated elsewhere before stumbling here as a slim stick-legged little foal but he never said much about his life before. Come to think of it, neither has mother though she is much much more familiar with here than her father is.
“Yes...” but there is hesitation because if this is here then where is where else? Her brain is already tripping over itself at the multitude of possibilities because of course there are other lands and worlds even that lie beyond this one. Here was not so very specific to just the boring old field around them.
But Kagerus is talking again; mentioning a brother that can do what she does and her little splayed (in complete relaxation and trust) ears snap right to attention. How interesting! Someone else like her exists in the world which is more proof to her that the world is very big after all. That and they call some place home which is something that she sorely lacks since mother and father were both prone to long stretches of wandering. Neither ever showed much promise or desire to settle and put down roots. Glim wasn’t sure she would too but wanted to at least try.
“Thank you,” she murmurs s tad shyly realizing that what the mare said was perhaps a compliment in a roundabout way. It made Glim smile again since she couldn’t always agree that she handled it well or even at all - only Dim, but he was easy to maintain and probably because he was never very scary, just ridiculous most of the time. “I think I’d like to meet your brother sometime.” The statement is simple and sincere as she scuffs a hoof at the dirt.
She turns curious eyes back up to the mare. “How so?” Glim was not well versed in various types of darkness. She really only knew her brand of it. So this too intrigued her greatly as she scooted a little closer to Kagerus, Dim hippo-waddling behind her.
@[Kagerus] <3