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08-14-2015, 05:11 PM
Fight the darkness, It lives inside your heart, It's not your fault my dear son, It is simply your past. Luck was on Mesec’s side, though really - it was less luck and more cowardice. Lucius had been his companion for most of Frostfall but still he had avoided Ampere steadfastly, worried about her reaction to their new bond. He had always been on her side, even if he had not completely agreed with everything. When he watched Ros bond with Chico, when he was nothing more than a tiny green worm-thing, he had not felt sick to the stomach or overwhelmed with how wrong it all seemed. That they had formed a bond seemed only right, it made him happy to know that his little sister wasn’t completely alone now. And, in her own way, he knew that was what his mother had intended for him with the giving of this task, this gift, that was his companion. Such thoughts commanded Mesec’s attention whenever they returned to the Throat and Lucius was getting tired of it. The zephyr was almost completely grown - moving through the young awkward stages with speed and grace. Now, the young companion was the size of a bald eagle, with four massive wings that cut through the air with more grace than Mesec would have thought. On his back gleamed a silver mirror image of the crescent moon that was already starting to shine brighter as the sun slipped closer towards the western horizon.
Despite how mature he looked - when Lucius wanted to chide Mesec he had to do so wordlessly as he had not yet learned how to speak. He was more than capable of shooting his bonded dirty look as they flew alongside one another, coasting above the ocean off the southern coast of the Throat. That look served to remind the demigod that it was ridiculous to think that they could avoid the blue and black mare forever. He was going to have to spend more time in the Throat eventually seeing as how he wanted this to be his home, more than just these flybys to see if he spotted any of his friends. And perhaps, Mesec argued with himself, by delaying the inevitable he was only making it worse.
But the thought of Ampere upset over something that he did was enough to cause him to veer back from the coast before landing. They would fly for just a little longer, enjoy the cool air over the ocean and the clear evening sky, and keep an eye out before going in. Exasperated, Lucius released a crisp clear cry before looping so that he was flying above Mesec, in a symbolic, if useless, show of distancing himself from his bonded and his worries. Mesec
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table by Frostie
for @Ampere :)
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