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06-01-2017, 02:24 PM
O T E M
Like her brother, the girl cares very little about the arrival of another. Since her birth, horses have just been arriving (or so it seemed to her at least). The smaller twin finds that her cheeks are tightening and that her lips are pulling up into a smile as she gazes at her no-longer-lava-leaking counterpart. Triumph colours her elegant features and her long lashes flutter over eyes beaming with pride.
As her twin, nay, Vulkan is named and attention now moves to her, she grows quiet and solemn, thinking as hard as her young mind will possibly allow. Something tells her that this is important. That names are forever. Although she has implicitly inherited her mother's need for an important name, she lacks Isopia's mental foresight to know that this decision does not need to be made now.
So she pauses, blinks, and twists her lips finally shaking her head no. She will not choose for herself, but will instead give that responsibility to the one who ave her life. If her mother was capable of the first, surely she can do this too.
Coded by Space!
