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the Mother of Companions "Bonding is not natural law, you said yourself it was created to fix the orphans left behind as the outcomes of this natural law!" Ampere roared, her feathers bristling on their ends as she let herself get swept up in her anger. How could this deity stand before her and say he would not intrude, when bonding was just that? She snorted heavily and shifted her body weight multiple times. It was a way for the energy pent up inside of her to find some form of release. All the while he continued to speak, and like most things under his care, it was a steady rhythm. It helped to settle Ampere, who had a very reactive nature ever since her foalhood. It was not that Ampere lacked the ability to remain calm or articulate intelligent discussions, it was that those she was around were reactive to her obtrusive emotions, feeding into her and leading her into the outbursts she had such a reputation for. Only her grandsire had ever remained steady in her company, and for that he had always been her favorite, even if she never understood why. The chaos that was Ampere craved an anchor. Her blue gaze flicked towards the duo that lingered on the edge of the meeting. It was a brief stare, lasting only a few blinks before her gaze was traveling back to the commanding presence of the god. Yet in that moment Ampere saw all she needed. It was what she had seen countless times already - a bonded horse and companion keeping their ears full of noise and their eyes shut to anything new. He was fierce, she was confused, Ampere was somber. They were probably evaluating their bond, as others have, as being only a single thing full of love. They did not consider what the bond lacks, what it means, what it does. They only feel, as the bond was made to do. Wrapped up in each other, forever, they need to believe their bond is whole and just and kind, otherwise how else could they live with themselves, or rather, each other? Ampere glances away. She is failing again, failing them. The louder she shouts the more they fail to listen. It is utterly aggravating. She is grateful then as she looks back to the bay stallion. A mountain such as the God of the Earth was one such anchor that she needed. The levelness of his voice made Ampere feel foolish for the rise of her own. He was the rain pelting the dirt, the leaves turning on the trees, the dust settling on the rocks... and most importantly he was the one willing to tell her the truth. She pursed her lips, but said nothing, letting her ears turn and drink in his tones It is a while before Ampere picks up her voice once again, but once she does it is thoughtful full of a quiet consideration. "You're right," she admits slowly, as one is apt to do when letting themselves stand bare and exposed. He said exactly what Evangeline had - one of the few bonded to actually leave a lasting impact on the Mother of Companions. There was weight to the fact Ampere spoke so much about that which she could never fully understand, but she felt that it gave her a different point of view. "I have never shared a bond, but I'm sure the same could be said of you," she finished softly and curiously. She was careful not to make it a question, though she itched to know if the gods had bonded before, or even could. If not, did it make him any less capable to argue on the topic than she? The answer, Ampere thought rather confidently, was no. "It does not mean that your or I have not seen affects of the bonds. Though if I may say as much... I think you speak with considerably less knowledge than I." Ampere was careful as she phrased this, not wishing to cast a stone into a pool merely to make it ripple. Still, there was a touch of annoyance when next her tongue picked up. "You speak so freely of the companion's will, and though nothing you say is a lie, neither is it honest." Ampere flicked her tail, trying to unwind her irritation before it colored her completely. "It is natural law to avoid pain, so suicide is a rare feat, bonded or not." That was not a complete statement on its own, because Ampere knew plenty of warriors dove into battle willingly, if not gleefully, and that some even drew their own blood on a regular basis. Yet a foal, from birth, knows to avoid that which harms it. The body purposefully protects itself in this way, and to some degree, the mind. Only through some traumatic shift can such be altered, such as the diligent training and purpose of soldiers or the deluded thoughts of the insane. "Considering the fact that two lives may be at stake when dealing with a bonded, then it wouldn't be surprising that it happens even less often, as one interferes to save the other/each other." Ampere snorted, but did not let silence dwell long before continuing. "As for companions choosing to leave and standing as equal... once again that is a half-truth." Ampere's gaze hung on the god's, the irises as full as the depths of the sea and just as heavy. "Horses tend to bond when they're adults, and choose to do so (more often than not anyway). The companions however, have no say in the matter, being UNBORN! They know only the bond, as it shapes them, from birth until demise. They know nothing but the chain that seals their fate - so of course they would not be willing to leave all that they know, they would not kill that which has always been their home, they are not EQUAL!" Around them the dust had begun to crackle and pop with blue life as Ampere's words became a heated rush. She was anchored still, but the seas were rising and tossing amid a storm. "They are young innocents caught in this unfortunate tradition wrought by the blood of a past wound which has never healed. All of which, is for nothing... Orphans meant to be protected you said, yet these companions are thrown into battle by the single soul they know. They're meant to sustain their species you said, yet they never have the chance to mate and raise a family. They live and die in the name of a love which is hollow and wrong!" Tears had leapt into Ampere's eyes and her volume rose alongside her magic, but she did not stop, just as the sea rages ever on. "If it is as you say, god, if being bonded is so great, then any creature, of any age, should be willing to join souls. If it were equal, if it were so wonderful, then WE should be bonding with OTHERS!" Ampere's teeth clicked together, her head lashing after her words and setting her mane into a mess across her vibrant features. She seemed drained after that though. Her feathers laid flat on her sides and the dust ceased to hum with electricity. The storm had passed and in its wake there were ruins, but there was also calm. Ampere stared at the ground for a while, unwilling to meet the eyes of not just one who shackled others with chains, but one who forged them. "A bond should not be needed if partnership is all that is desired and intended. Plenty of species cooperate without it. Bonds never should have been created. It would have been better to break the barriers between species by creating a language which all know and share." She was quiet, but not without a tenor of resistance. The outburst had worn her down, having lost herself to the tumults of her emotions, each once carved into her with the nonsense he brandished. Energy never dies though, it is merely transferred. "If the bond could be made, then could it be broken... or silenced?" she asks of him, thinking of the night she met his son. That long and lonely night when all across Helovia bonds fell into the dark. [2/3 questions asked] |
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