Making Sure Her Silent Words Are Sincere
Cel
Célestin had devoted himself fully to the maned woman and her child, a girl he thought of as his own daughter now... the daughter he could never have had with Pegasus but who they could have shared. In a sense it was almost as if he'd gotten to have the family he'd wanted with Pegasus... except obviously his lover was missing, having taken the secret of their love with him and leaving behind a broken woman who had never known about their connection and the child he'd needed as an heir. It was days like this he felt the flower woven into his fur all the more, the last thing Pegasus had left him personally. Just as Meme was the last thing he'd left Philomena... a poor trade in his estimation. Not that the child wasn't amazing, she was better than he could ever hope to be, but all the woman had ever wanted was Pegasus' love and instead, she'd been forced to face the idea of raising her single surviving child all by herself. Maybe that was why Célestin had felt like he had to help... or at least part of it. Now as Célestin mused, feeling the weight of his blue rose behind his ear, he carried a hare in his jaws. Breakfast for the woman and her child. Dual toned gaze found the maned woman herself outside the den, a rare sight and Célestin felt panic rise in his chest, had something happened to Meme? "Philomena?" He asked, his voice full of his worry as he drew into ear shot, dropping the rabbit at his paws and searching the woman for signs of new grief. speech think action |