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10-28-2016, 02:40 AM
Hotaru
and Alice
Alice is far behind her, now. Howling and pacing at the edge of the storm, lunging forward only to be sliced for her desperation, whimpering and whining as she both witnesses and feels - in distant, echoing pangs - the deep lacerations appearing on her sister's rosen bodice. They appear in multitudes, and Alice is astounded by how far Hotaru has retreated in her grief, for she scarcely flinches with each addition to her fine-boned body. But when Aisling comes, a valiant warrior against the onslaught of her bonded's storming emotions, Alice runs to her. A sister in arms. Remembering the night of mystery and promise that had been shared with her Alpha. Remembering sneaks and thieves in the fold, birds of a feather who could have once been friends. Who perhaps still could be, if Aisling would rush into the swarm to call Hotaru back from the brink of her grief and the hail of her own magic. The disruptive, powerful force awarded to her by the Goddess she served, turned against herself if only for the clarity that pain brought. The focus that tore her away from wondering why everyone she loved had to leave her. Why she remained when she didn't want to remain. When she'd give anything to follow them, even if it meant tearing her spirit from the mortal plane to find eternal rest with them. Please, just take me with you. And she could almost see them, there through her slow moving tears, ghosts of all those she'd ever lost. To death, to madness, to the horizon where she'd never find them again. Tingal, her parents, every foal she'd ever born or nurtured. Even lovers; Rhiannon, Thranduil, Ashamin. And countless friends, but none that had ever hurt as deeply as Rexanna's abandonment. One leg came up to step forward towards them, to their smiling faces and joyous countenances. Deeper into the storm where she may find her peace. Until a voice rang out across the snow and ice to her ears, a desperate call that she instinctively heeded. The Lady in her still needing to care for her flock. And her hoof found earth once more, turning as if caught in a dream, eyes listlessly scanning the horizon until she finds the blue of Aisling's paint. The rest of her so cleverly hidden in the snow that she can hardly see her but for the fright of her eyes. It's not until Aisling says her name, her real name and not her title, that Hotaru jerks and her mind snaps back like a rubber band. The Valkyrie immediately spots the blood appearing on her thief's lips and neck and she jolts, reality slamming back into her. It was one thing to hurt herself in her madness, but to hurt another...to hurt Aisling was another. And she slammed down on her magic, though she could not stop the storm, and stumbled towards the tiny woman on aching, bleeding limbs. "Aisling?" she calls, her voice slurred and confused but willing as she nears the braided beauty. And the tears never really stop, small hands reaching for the fragments of her facade only to fumble uselessly across the pieces. She can't stop Aisling from seeing this, from seeing her in this state. It's already a measure of weakness, but she can't stop it now. "You're hurt," she notes worriedly, a hiccup in her voice from the tears that are shed now for hurting this gentle, sarcastic soul. Couldn't care less about the fact that she looks more like her father now, covered in her own blood, than the knowledge that she hurt someone who tried to help her. "I'm sorry." And then it floods from her alongside her tears, her face stupidly shocked and almost surprised at her own emotions, like she doesn't know what to do with them or why they're happening to her. And just keeps repeating her apology as the winds die and move east, the storm unraveling naturally along its path, far away from them. The only reminder of its passing the cherry that decorates the snow where she'd been standing, the path she'd taken to Aisling, where she stands knobby-kneed like a newborn colt. Crying with the stupidest expression, like she doesn't know why this is happening to her. Because this was why she'd always guarded her heart, and she'd failed. And they'd left her and they'd broken something already fragile and cracked, and Hotaru didn't know how to put herself back together now. |
@Aisling oops that became a lot more emotional than I expected ahahaha
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Plot with me here!
