All I want is Champagne and sunshine
Iskra watched the silliness fade from his mother's features at his presence and words, but he didn't care if it meant she wouldn't poison Arakh with the alcohol. What he didn't expect was her goading response, and the kernel of truth it contained. After all, he never had tried it - he'd never wanted to after seeing what it did to her on a nearly nightly basis. Yet for all his growth and all his (limited) knowledge of the world, he was still but a boy and she his mother, and he would always look to her for love and comfort and in many cases, truth. That she said everyone had different reactions to it was something he took completely without second thought as being real and truthful, and it planted a small seed of intrigue in him. Besides, normally it was just mom drinking alone, and a lot, but it couldn't be that bad if they provided it for everyone in the herd at a party setting right?
"I'm not scared!" he blurted out defensively, feathers ruffling up as if to punctuate the point. By then she was done with him though and already moving on, and Iskra was left with a puffed up chest full of hot air and doubts. Iskra looks back at Arakh, about to argue that he wasn't scared, as if by saying it enough it'd be true. Before he can however a little filly had come up to them and began to ramble off in gibberish. Iskra's tension instantly relaxed, twisting instead into confusion as his 'brows knitted together. Before he could ask she was introducing herself, and Iskra proffered a warm smile in welcome.
"Hiya Tori, I'm Iskra and this is Arakh. What was that stuff you said earlier?"
Iskra's gaze became distracted by the quick blur of a familiar filly, and excitedly he called out to her, "Hey Mel!" Her giggles incited some of his own, his mood always brightened around her, and eagerly he breathed in the sweet scent she always seemed to carry with her. As her focus seemed held on the liquor however his feathers slicked back with a tightness that betrayed the anxiety tumbling in his gut about it all.
"It's fire drink," he murmured. "Careful, it changes you, so don't have too much."
Sipping on the stars while we laying under sunlight
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[O] We Are Children of Blood & Fire
