who even knows the truth;

[PRIVATE] who even knows the truth;

Rexanna Posts: 499

World's Edge Mare atk: 4.5 | def: 8.0 | dam: 5.5

Mare :: Unicorn :: 15hh :: 7 years HP: 61.5 | Buff: NOVICE

Marembo :: Marbled Polecat :: None Skylark

05-26-2017, 01:30 PM

“When can we go see it? It sounds very pretty!” Another gentle smile graced Rexanna’s lips at her daughter’s excitement. “Soon, darling.” She mentioned quietly, wondering if perhaps there was a chance that there was a way to be able to cart or drag the child around so she could see the world, strengthen her legs, give her yet another reason to try and push on and overcome the obstacle she’s been suffering from.

“What is your magic?” She smiled at this, knowing that it would be a terrible idea to shoot off a firework in the cave. It would be for a later time, perhaps during the night when she could take the pale princess out to the mouth of the cave, spark it across the cliffside edge and watch the particles fall to the ocean below. It sounded beautiful, and something that she was sure Safiri would enjoy. “I’ll show you when it gets dark, we can go outside the cave and I’ll show you what mine is.” She lowered her head to the filly, aiming to graze her lips along the child’s forelock should she allow it.

Then, as her eyes closed and she began to reach for something – anything – that might be magic, Rexanna’s ears perked forward, strained, curious to see what the girl might come up with. Her eyes once watchful began to grow concerned, hoping that she wasn’t going to hurt herself if she tried straining herself any. When finally, Safiri gives in, allowing it to pull through her, Rexanna’s brows furrow slightly. “Hmm.” She murmured, looking around the cave for something that might peak interest. As Safiri says it wants to make something, that she can feel it, curiosity entirely encompassing the ex-thief.

Quickly, as if Marembo caught on, he bolted out of the cave in search for materials that weren’t located in the cave. He found a couple of oak tree sticks, some grasses, various rocks, an antler, and an ivory tooth from the place he happened to cross the antler. When the polecat returned he placed all the things in front of the child, his fuzzy head tilting curiously with a peep of encouragement. “Do any of these work?” She questioned with a tilt of her head. “Good job Remy.” She added through the bond, smiling softly upon the polecat.

"Talk."

you’re on your own in a world you’ve grown

few more years to go—

don’t let the hurdle fall.

Rexanna

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@Safiri sorry for the wait <3