08-20-2019, 08:07 PM
The starscape tonight left her feeling a bit homesick in the end, not for the lack of a physical home per se - she viewed all of Beqanna as her home - but simply the absence of her mother and father. Father was perhaps more fleeting than even Mother, but at least they had all parted on the best of terms and well wishes. It wouldn’t take much to find Kerrigan, she knew, she had fervently been told just as much by the greying mare, but still. A sliver of pride and stubborness kept her from turning tail and back into the arms of her dam.
She had faith she would find her own way eventually. It might take awhile, but she’d do it.
Not yet a mare and not quite a girl, the young unicorn held a contemplative audience with the stars awhile longer. That was until, the sultry peace of the autumnal night started to awaken with the rustle of someone heading towards her. Though she hears her freshly mantled companion stepping nearer, she does not look towards them, not yet anyway. Instead she waits patiently, washed in the filtered glow of the night sky, for them to comfortably rest.
The voice hints towards a fellow and she smiles at him even before he’s finished his question. “Hmm,” she replies thoughtfully, squinting her eyes in consideration, “I supposed they are.” Now that he pointed it out, they did seem rather deep and philosophical.
Without hesitation, she rounded about, coming to stand shoulder to shoulder with him where he stood. As she moved, she caught the gleam of the stars brushing against his opalescent wings. “I’m Catcher,” , she offers as she settled alongside him. Again she cast her gaze upward, but not before stealing another glance at him out of the corner of her iron hued eyes. Unable to keep from smiling at the peace of the night and the pleasant surprise of someone to share it with, she nods towards the glittering orbs, “What do you imagine they are?”
@[Santana]
She had faith she would find her own way eventually. It might take awhile, but she’d do it.
Not yet a mare and not quite a girl, the young unicorn held a contemplative audience with the stars awhile longer. That was until, the sultry peace of the autumnal night started to awaken with the rustle of someone heading towards her. Though she hears her freshly mantled companion stepping nearer, she does not look towards them, not yet anyway. Instead she waits patiently, washed in the filtered glow of the night sky, for them to comfortably rest.
The voice hints towards a fellow and she smiles at him even before he’s finished his question. “Hmm,” she replies thoughtfully, squinting her eyes in consideration, “I supposed they are.” Now that he pointed it out, they did seem rather deep and philosophical.
Without hesitation, she rounded about, coming to stand shoulder to shoulder with him where he stood. As she moved, she caught the gleam of the stars brushing against his opalescent wings. “I’m Catcher,” , she offers as she settled alongside him. Again she cast her gaze upward, but not before stealing another glance at him out of the corner of her iron hued eyes. Unable to keep from smiling at the peace of the night and the pleasant surprise of someone to share it with, she nods towards the glittering orbs, “What do you imagine they are?”
@[Santana]
