I'm Coming Home
Family + Theory
04-06-2020, 12:36 PM
It'd been a long time since they'd been to these lands, and Spirit would be the first to admit that he was quite scared about coming back. Since he and his mother had gotten separated from the others, all he'd wanted was to be reunited with them, though their instinct after the volcano's eruption had been to flee as far from it as possible. Never once had they expected that Abaven would travel across the water to the island to seek refuge - but then again, he'd been suffering from some quite serious effects of smoke inhalation and they'd been preoccupied on getting as far away from the smoke as they possibly could. They'd traveled quite far together, across the glimmering sandbridge to the continent of Auster, all the while searching for their family... and it was only once they'd scouted much of the continent that they began to realize perhaps Abaven hadn't gone far from the volcano at all. They were close, and with each passing moment Spirit was growing more and more anxious. "Home," he repeated the simple one-syllable word quietly, hoping that reminding himself that this was his home might somehow soothe his frazzled nerves. The lanky boy offered his mom a nod of acknowledgement, glad she couldn't tell how hard his heart was beginning to beat in his chest. It'd been a long time since he'd seen his siblings, and he had a feeling he'd find himself at a loss for words, no matter how many times he'd rehearsed those conversations in his head. In his visions of their reunions, he didn't cry or stutter, and they all accepted him back home without question or blame; he knew that was not necessarily how things would play out, and the not knowing was what scared him the most. Would they understand? His mother echoed his own worries, and he felt his ears flatten nervously against his skull. "I h-hope," he finally answered her, though he sounded far from certain, pausing alongside her as he cast his gaze across the plains. They couldn't turn back now, not that Spirit wanted to, but that didn't stop the same worries from suddenly assaulting him. He felt similar tears prick at his eyes, but he reminded himself he had to be strong for his mother, and his family; he had no doubt they had caused some level of hurt within his siblings, whether it had been intentional or not, and he needed to be brave and face what they'd done. In a remarkable act of courage he tilted his head to the sky and let loose a call that sounded far more fearful than anything else, and once it was finished he merely reclined against his mother and waited, anxious but hopeful. |
Spirit has a female strawberry Finch companion named Strawberry, who is almost always nearby.
He also is usually wearing a saddlebag if he's away from home.
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