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 Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 9:56 pm
It was hard, being pushed so far and being left, alone. Not completely alone, perhaps, but close enough to the point where the mare honestly didn't know what to do anymore. She knew she needed to care for her children. She believe, though, that they all sensed her distress. Already, so young, they seemed to stray away from her. Out of love, of pity, or hatred she didn't know. Her son had taken the role of watching over his sisters and caring for his mother. She appreciated it, yet there was still a feeling of... regret. For her own children? The mare didn't like it, but the sense was always there. How all three had gained their father's wings. How young Odyssey looked so much like her uncle...
The sun had recently set, dim colors still filling the sky above the glade where a slow river ran past dew-kissed grass and the pale blue form that gazed into the reflection of the sky as if searching for the answers she couldn't find in herself. The moon wasn't out, that night. The sky would soon fall to darkness, the only comfort being the stars too far out of her grasp. Even the sky, this night, would leave her uneasy. Without the bright lights above, Ananchel's body didn't hold the ethereal glow it usually did.
The mare shifted her body, low to the ground. Silver eyes flitted back and forth across the secluded glade. Somewhere, in the back of her mind, she hoped someone would come. Someone keep her company, someone to pull her out of the hole she had dug for herself. Yet, at the same time, she wished to be free of the burdens being around others, her children in particular, gave her. Stuck in the middle, unsure of where to go next, the alicorn did nothing but sigh, head resting against the bank of the stream.
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 7:44 pm
Head held high in a soft arch Sariel finally took in his surroundings, the dim light shimmering back at the darkening sky from the gently flowing river he had been traveling along. The medow was empty, a fact Sariel relished in as he continued on.
He spoke too soon, he found, a soft snort escaping him at the sight before him. The only thing that came to mind as gold eyes rested on the mare a few paces off was the word 'pathetic'. Not breaking his pace once Sariel entertained the thought of simply passing by the mare, uncaring to get wrapped up in what he was sure to be a woe story he'd more than less likely not care to hear.
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 11:13 pm
The sound of hoof beats seemed to startle her a bit and Ananchel's head was turned swiftly to the side. It it weren't for the stallion's seemingly glowing hooves, she probably wouldn't have seen him, it dark coat almost blending in with the night scene around him. It took her a moment to process the fact that there was indeed another being in the vicinity but once she did, her composure was quickly regained and the mare stood.
"Good evening," she called out gently. Most of the self-pity from before had seemed to wash away from her voice, now calm and even a bit uplifting. The mare was a good actress. She had been desperate for company, and she wasn't going to have herself driving others away just because she was in a bit of a foul mood.
After the first two words, she was a bit lost as to what to say. Nice night for a walk? Come now, that'll drive them away even faster. Instead, the mare just dipped her head in a faint bow, adjusting her wings to rest lightly at her side, and flicked her tail free of the dew from the grass.
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