I'm Sorry She Looks Like Me

She was quiet as Eska introduced herself, admitting to be Resin's daughter. Of course she was. It was written all over her face in her familiar golden eyes and dark mask and monochrome coloring. She was so much like Resin, but different as well. Unique in the brindled patterning of her fur. She was lovely and beautiful. Most certainly a chip off of Resin's block. Her chest squeezed with sympathy when she heard that she had come looking for her late mate, but time clearly hadn't been on her side. She let Eska continue, telling her how Ulric had invited her to stay, how she had met two of her boys - her wonderful, sweet boys. It saddened her to hear Eska imply that all she had know of Resin was stories and she desperately wished she could rewind time and take her back to be able to spend time with the once powerful warrior. She was genuinely a bit surprised when she was asked for her blessing to stay and she was sure that showed in her gaze as the emotion mixed with the sympathy and sorrow.

Too painful to look at? At first, perhaps. But the longer she sat here with her mate embodied in this younger woman the more it tugged at her heart and to hear that she wanted to have a bond with what remained of Resin's family... Tamsyn's expression softened as a small smile pulled at her lips, a mothering love filling her mint eyes. She lifted a paw to rest on Eska's cheek, not really considering the idea of personal space or boundaries. "Gods, you really are her daughter, aren't you?" she breathed, looking at her features and seeing so much of the woman she had loved in her. She reached forward and wrapped her forelegs around Eska's shoulders, pulling the larger woman into an embrace. "Of course you're welcome here, Eska. I wouldn't want you to be anywhere else. You're family. I would never turn you away."

She leaned back a bit though she didn't let go entirely, her paws resting on Eska's shoulders as her gaze found hers again. She gave her a sad smile, her ears flicking back. "I'm sorry you didn't get a chance to be with her... If there's anything at all you ever want to know, I'm an open book for you. Please don't feel like I don't want you here. Yes, you remind me of her, but... Not in a painful way. In a good way." She finally let her paws fall away, giving a soft sigh. "I just... I just finished cleaning up in here. This was the room I shared with Resin and I never cleaned up the blood from..." Her voice trailed off, unable to utter the words. She settled for just waving her paw toward her face, toward the obvious scar that surrounded her eye. "Maybe we could go outside? I'd love to know more about you."

Tamsyn Carpathius