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12-22-2014, 01:20 AM
As strong as the seas are stormy.</style>



The babe stares up at her with crystalline blues that take her breath away, as big and innocent as Arya had been that beautiful morning beside the lake when her life had changed for the better. Hotaru doesn't know how the child ended up there, curled up and fading away. Had her mother abandoned her? Had she been chased away? Had something happened to her mother, had they been separated? The answer is wholly irrelevant, for all of her attention is circulated around the half-frozen child in her grasp. She looks up at Hotaru like the thief is the center of her whole world for a moment, and Hotaru is suspended in those long seconds of breathlessness that she remembers vividly from her time with Arya. Newborns would never stop giving her a pulse in her veins and a jump in her heart, and even though the child was not hers, she swore to herself that by morning the babe would be gleaming with new life as she should be.

She is a greedy thing, as all newborn foals are, and Hotaru laughs softly into her little curved ears to see her preening for every touch and piece of warmth that Hotaru offers her. It endears her further to her heart, and Ru knows she is far too wrapped up already, prays that the little one will not be taken away from her though it is not her place to wish for it. She would just have to spend the rest of her time with the babe as wholly as possible, immerse herself in the very aura of the child, soak in the new memories while they reminded her so perfectly of her own birthing. She could almost see little Arya in the nameless child's face.

Encouragement is all the babe needs, though Hotaru believes that is all any child needs, and soon little gangly legs are fighting gravity for the right to stand and be free from the chains of stillness. Hotaru winces softly with each collapse that brings the babe back to the grasses, thankful for the fact they exist to cushion the bang of little joints on earth. It takes time, but Hotaru is patient and willing, and soon the little thing is standing, teetering and tottering to and fro in adorable helplessness. Hotaru nudges her closer to her flank, instinct and familiarity kicking in.

She latches on, overly eager to the point where Hotaru winces, but she is smiling all the while as she tucks the babe closer to her skin to keep her warm. She lifts her pretty crown, gazing out across the too-open space. Old instinct kicks in, reminding her that predators are more likely to attack while they are in the open and vulnerable. She is glad to have all the space around her visible, but she itches with worry nonetheless. In the Basin, she'd had no fear of such things when Arya was born. Tucking herself closer to the nameless babe, her eyes scrape over the horizon, as if daring something or someone to come and take the child away from her.

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Running on air - by Ráeru - 12-21-2014, 09:45 PM
RE: Running on air - by Hotaru - 12-21-2014, 10:25 PM
RE: Running on air - by Ráeru - 12-21-2014, 10:57 PM
RE: Running on air - by Hotaru - 12-22-2014, 01:20 AM

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