03-20-2021, 05:08 PM
Incorrigible. The word is definitely in the top ten, no, top three of words to describe me with, and she’s not the first to use it. It does nothing to dampen my spirits or my roguish grin, let alone the strange sort of pride I feel in being this way. My tail swishes sideways in more of a cat-like, lizard-like manner for a heartbeat, ears perked and green eyes twinkling with that same, well, incorrigible sparkle. She questions about Oren though, and I snort with a more genuine laughter. ”It would seem so,” I tell her, ”- but is it too much or not enough?” That our son takes after her, I have no doubt. Nevertheless, who would have thought Yanhua would end up swaying two ladies at once? Only time will tell - of course, it is typical for Lilliana to be speculating about the future, and I guess that’s part of what makes her, her.
She does that a lot - and voices another future-oriented thought. The way she brings it is almost hesitant, and I deduce that it is a relatively new idea, not fully matured yet. I nod a moment, then add my two cents. ”But not alone.” I don’t see the goat-horned stallion as a sole ruler, and for the same reason I myself in my younger years never should have been picked. ”Borderline should be with him, I think. If not in name, then at least in a high position.” Blue eyes scan the chestnut at my side - balance is what we need to bring here. ”Besides, if I ever need to pick an heir, you know my choices.” I nearly threaten her with the prospect of her eldest twins ruling, with no-one to temper them. It should be enough, I think, to consider who to put in a high enough position to provide a counterweight. It’s not like we’d be gone, but... maybe retirement isn’t so bad. Time to roam wherever and whenever, it seems appealing. A few years, maybe. I’ll give it some time and thought.
”When the world is done ending,” I repeat and then I give a humourless chuckle. ”...is it ever?” I wonder. To me it seems that when one thing is fixed - like the Reckoning, like the Plague - another problem will rise in due time.
We can’t fix it all - sometimes it’s got to be enough to raise the next generation and prepare them for their own fights.
She does that a lot - and voices another future-oriented thought. The way she brings it is almost hesitant, and I deduce that it is a relatively new idea, not fully matured yet. I nod a moment, then add my two cents. ”But not alone.” I don’t see the goat-horned stallion as a sole ruler, and for the same reason I myself in my younger years never should have been picked. ”Borderline should be with him, I think. If not in name, then at least in a high position.” Blue eyes scan the chestnut at my side - balance is what we need to bring here. ”Besides, if I ever need to pick an heir, you know my choices.” I nearly threaten her with the prospect of her eldest twins ruling, with no-one to temper them. It should be enough, I think, to consider who to put in a high enough position to provide a counterweight. It’s not like we’d be gone, but... maybe retirement isn’t so bad. Time to roam wherever and whenever, it seems appealing. A few years, maybe. I’ll give it some time and thought.
”When the world is done ending,” I repeat and then I give a humourless chuckle. ”...is it ever?” I wonder. To me it seems that when one thing is fixed - like the Reckoning, like the Plague - another problem will rise in due time.
We can’t fix it all - sometimes it’s got to be enough to raise the next generation and prepare them for their own fights.
there’s an ocean in between your heart and me
@[lilliana]
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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