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 Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2008 1:58 pm
It was difficult not to be scared of such beauty. Clara could see Silvera in both her sons, though she could see much of the mysterious father too. She wasn't sure she could ever meet him, for fear that she would fully discover what romantic love was, with another mated soquili to boot! If the whole family was this pretty, she would be in deep trouble indeed.
Clara also found it difficult to believe that such a beautiful fluttercorn as Lady Requiem could ever be surprised by foals. She seemed like the sort that would just know upon conception that she had foals within her. But that would be magic, wouldn't it? And beauty didn't exactly equal magic. Though she was part unicorn. She could probably heal, just like Clara could.
"I find that so hard to believe milady, but if you say it's true, than it must be. I think I would like children of my own one day, but I'm not sure how one comes about having children. There are many things I don't understand, I'm afraid." Frowning, Clara again pondered the mystery that was a love beyond the love she held for everything. Her mind couldn't seem to comprehend dedicating herself solely to one other creature. If she couldn't love everyone, just that one soquili... It just went against Clara's very nature.
"I think words wouldn't be adequate to describe your mother." Clara barely spoke in a whisper now, so awed by the other mare. It was true. Words could never convey her beauty or her grace, or her gentle way of speaking.
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Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2008 2:28 pm
She could indeed heal however she had never needed to, her mate knew how to as well. There were a few times she planned to ask him but she found herself distracted or forgetting to ask to learn from him.
Standing there upon silver hooves her pale lavender eyes on the female unicorn her son called a friend she watched her peacefully.
Staring at the female unicorn as she spoke she felt herself wondering if she should send her son away for a while while she sat this mare down and explained such things to her. That need to help others, which her son had gained from her, was excited and jumping up and down inside of her wanting to help and teach.
This was an area she knew about, where foals came from and about love and all that sort of stuff she knew it first hand infact.
"I don't know, my mother is lovely but I can find words to describe her." Then again she was his mother so he didn't see her in the same light as others did who weren't related to her, of which there were only three.
"Clara, if I may call you that." She spoke gently. "Would you like for me to teach you what you don't know? Where foals come from?" She asked softly, she would like this to have such a talk with a young mare, she hadn't been able to have this talk with her own daughter just yet, she was too interested in her mud and dirty and running, and flying, all about.
Her sons were another matter, that was there fathers job to teach them about the birds and the bees.
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2008 6:54 pm
"I think I can see where you're coming from," Clara whispered back to Silvera, trying to contemplate his world view. If it was her mother, perhaps she wouldn't see her in such a way. It was a bit like receiving a personal compliment, wasn't it? You never saw yourself as beautiful as others seemed to find you; at least, that had been Clara's experience, and she was certainly not modest.
"Yes, you can call me Clara." Her attention was back at the starry mare, simply riveted upon her. It was hard to describe what Clara felt for the mare. It wasn't love, for Clara did firmly like stallions, but it was almost... It was an emotion too difficult to characterize in words. She was almost like a Goddess that Clara had prayed to all her life, a Goddess that had suddenly come to life and chosen to speak to her humble supplicant.
"I'd love to learn more. There's so much I need to learn of the world that my parents never taught me. I left too soon." Clara had just wanted to see the world, but she had ended up missing more than she had learned. Her real life experiences were nothing like she had expected, except perhaps now, when all her fantasies were coming true. She had met two handsome princes, and they both made her laugh. They were like brothers, almost. And now she had met her fairy godmother, prepared to teach her all she needed to know to survive in the cruel, hard world.
"I'd like that very much." Voice still soft in her awe, Clara continued to regard the older mare with barely held back emotion.
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2008 8:45 pm
"I'm glad." He said nodding his horned heard. he'd never be able to see his mother like people outside of the family could and he knew it. He knew what others said about his mother, but he simply didn't see it.
Her mate had on occasion compared her to a winter, or starry, goddess and really she simply didn't see it but she was modest by nature and didn't see these kinds of things, never would likely either.
The pearls upon her body, which glowed softly, jingled together while she moved to stand right infront of the other mare and nuzzled her gently. "Then I shall teach you. Everyone should know the things which you say you do not know,. And to not have learned from your parents is a terrible thing." She spoke softly to the other mare before nodding her heard to her son in a sign for him to leave for a little while though she knew he would keep close at hand.
"Shall we sit here and speak, the ground is clean enough, thick with grass." The wintery mare spoke gently, she had a thing again being dirty also though it wasn't to the extent of her sons.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 7:28 pm
"Yes, there are so many things I should know." Clara cocked her head slightly, her initial enchantment not fading, but gradually becoming less blinding. At the heart of it, Lady Requiem was another soquili, albeit one that seemed to take the raiment of a goddess.
"It is clean here. I like it." It didn't look too awful. Leaves might stick to her coat, but Clara could easily rid herself of those. As long as it wasn't a terrific amount of dirt, she could cope. And it was worth it, to be in the company of the fluttercorn mare she swiftly found herself idolizing. Whether or not Requiem wished it, she had become almost like a pseudo-mystical-, pseudo mother to Clara, in just that short amount of time.
"I am so glad your family accepts me. I like feeling welcomed." And feeling as though I have a family, the unicorn mare added silently to herself. It was a nice feeling, warmth spreading throughout her limbs and adding even more a golden gleam to her horn.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 4:52 pm
"Well then why don't you ask me what you wish to know and I will tell you. That way I know I have answered everything you want to know and not left anything unanswered or unmentioned." She spoke softly while she gently settled herself onto the ground below.
It was clean and not so covered with leaves and the like so she didn't mind settling herself where she had. She didn't like picking too many leaves from herself and becoming dirty was not something she liked at all as it was a tiring job to clean herself up as meticulously as she did so. "Yes, it is clean here." She spoke smiling gently to the other mare. Weather she was idolized or not she was clueless to this fact as she offered her help to the other female soquili.
"I am glad as well, my family is very accepting." Her sons were very kind as was her daughter, the family as a whole was very accepting, kind and willing to help others. "You are always welcome to visit me and my sons should you ever find yourself wishing for our company Clara."
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