[SRP] A Mother's Love (Cosette x Marius)

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It had been some time since her oldest had come to see her. Cicely was nearby, not that she really could go far with that leg of hers, and Cicely's daughter and her daughters lived just a days run away. Her great grandchild Anastasia came by frequently with the youngest daughter Theodora, but it had been a full moon cycle since their last visit. Oh how she loved how far her family had come! There were so many that boasted her swirls or Twilight's beautiful mane and coat. Though one branch of her family went red and the other black, it dawned on her that none of them took on her bright white coat.

The thought saddened the white mare, but all of her children reminded her of her mate Twilight, and that warmed her heart. She had not seen Twilight in quite a few moons, but he had an adventurer's spirit and heart, and she knew he wold return eventually.

She mildly mused that whenever he would come back from a long venture baskets were in their future. A giggle escaped her ivory lips, and she raised her red eyes to skim the horizon. The sun was low in the warm colored sky, marking the end of the day.  

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Home.

It was a weird, unsettling feeling to be home, and yet in his heart he still knew it was home Light snow crunched beneath his feet as he approached the cave his mother often resided in. The mountains had always been home to her. he knew his youngest sister lived at the base of the mountain, but besides her, Zevach and Eponine and Aiolos were a mystery. He was sure Zevach was out there teaching his spawn on how to rough up their enemies, and Eponine was being just sweet Eponine... and hopefully happy. His heart warmed at the thought of his sister with a stutter.

He had been too wrapped up in his own familial matters to visit his beloved mother or to locate his sisters. Belial was an emotional handful, graced with his mother's good looks and Marius's big heart. He had children way, way too young. Not that Marius could say anything as he also had, but the stallion was convinced he was emotionally ready as his son most definitely was not. Belial was so sure he was in love, ready for fatherhood. But it came, and it went, and being broken hearted, his son had taken off. Not blessed wit wings, Marius had tried to find him but failed. His grandkids Momo and Canaan were sweet foals, and Marius felt for the mare that had to raise them.

And then there was Ishmael... who definitively took his mother's looks and Zevach's brash attitude. There was no thinking of consequences with that boy. Marius did feel that it was possibly his fault, as they were born shortly before his own relationship with Ishmael's mother began to fail. Ishmael was never overtly rude or disrespectful to him, but he heard of how he acted around mares... how Belial ended up with baskets before Ishmael, the world may never know.

Dual colored eyes saw his mother before she saw him. He saw her profile, her head tilted up, admiring the sky. Despite being a mother to may generations, she still looked youthful. She was beautiful. He had always been a mama's boy.

He slowed his walk to a full stop. It took him a moment to find his voice. His voice came low and deep, very much matured from the last time he had seen her. "Mother?"