It’s so loud. All she wants them to do is be quiet. Violet groaned, shifting uncomfortably at the sound of her brother’s call. He had already managed to bring himself up, but Violet was far too tired. Against her better judgement, she got to her spider-like legs- twigs that felt like they would snap at any moment. Another wheezing breath racked her body as she gained balance against the ground. With a few more steps, Violet slides closer to their mother. Another man is nearby- but right now mom was all that mattered to the steely girl. He wasn’t acting angry and loud, so she simply assumed that he would not bother her amidst her quest for food.

Following her brothers lead, she reaches her head towards the precious food that her body didn’t know it craved. At least now she was warm, as her mother had rid her coat of the slimy coating that had protected her for all those months before their birth. With a mothers caress, she doesn’t waste any more time latching on to get a drink.

At first, it felt wonderful. Thick and pure she could get lost in it forever. But suddenly, her body seemed to be needing it like a craving. Her throat burned and stomach churned for the first few moments, but gradually melted away as more and more filled her tummy. Time seems to stop for this chunk of time, and Violet can’t tell how long she had been nursing. When she releases, a small bit of milk runs down her mouth, clinging precariously to her whiskers as she now has her attention on the stallion.

With a precarious step she moved forward, little hazel eyes focused on the grey Pegasus. Miles seemed to stretch between them, but with a little more umph and a tummy full of milk, she stumbled forward into her dad’s chest. Blinking, she remain confused, staring at the white body as it moved with each living breath. Turning her head just so, Violet eyes her brother. He would know if this guy was safe, wouldn’t he? For a brief second she awaits his reply, before she turns back to the stallion and rubs her milk-dampened face against his chest. She felt so small compared to her mother and father.

Cautiously she braced herself against her dad’s leg, before turning to face her mother and brother. She nodded for her brother to come over. And if he didn’t, she would go to him. Sure they weren’t the same entity, but even now it still felt wrong to be so far away from him. Letting another quiet wheeze out from her lungs, she waited for her brother, and for her mother and father. She was at their mercy- and they had to dictate what she needed to do.

@Gull  I powerplayed her being near Gull a bit, so if you want that changed let me know. And sorry for the wait guys!

"Talk."

violet