tell me about it

*Fern* · 04-08-2022, 07:28 PM

The talk of visiting the nearby waterfalls has Laeta’s eyes sparkling brightly and the smile that tugs the gray girl’s lips up is full of happiness. Tail wags slowly as the older woman speaks of always enjoying waterfalls and the warmth in the words causes a sudden sense of melancholy in Fern. The smile falters and fades while she speaks of Puff and the small smile she offers Laeta as the woman speaks is not as bright and does not reach her eyes like the many that have followed before it. Still, the girl doesn’t want to bother the healing woman and she tries to brush off her friends worry. Sadness lingers in the corners of her eyes and, when she sees the concern on her friend’s face, the gray girl ducks her head in shame. She is supposed to be strong! She survived by herself after Meadow died, she had forged a life when she thought she had none left.

With her gaze turned down to her paws, Fern feels the heat of shame warming her neck and spreading out along her cheeks. The gray girl misses the sympathetic expression that crosses Laeta’s features, her pale paws holding her attention. Gentle words filter into her brain and Fern’s eyes dart up to check if the woman is angry at her. Seeing not traces of anger in her body and hearing none in the words, the gray girl gives a short nod to her friend. Quickly, she unbuckles the strap that keeps the sheath attached to her back and gently pulls the sword off, settling it on the ground near her paws. Her gaze lingers on the wooden training sword for a moment as Laeta’s soft words soothe the worry of the girl.

Brows crinkle as Fern ponders how she can put into words all the emotions that are running rampant within her. Finally, her eyes start to slowly track up Laeta’s legs, taking their time to find the woman’s gentle, caring ruby gaze. Words lodge in her throat for a moment as the gray girl remembers that look but it came from a different set of eyes. Glittering emeralds that she never again see. Eyes widen a fraction, her forehead relaxing as a sad, wistful expression settles across her face. Emotions choke the words that start to flow, sometimes strangling her voice and causing the girl to pause in an attempt to regroup herself. Softly, she says, “I will be two at the turn of the seasons. I… I don’t know why… I am feeling all this. A part of me worries that all the happiness I have found here will just disappear one day. Sometimes I am afraid this is all a dream. I… I love it here Laeta.”

Tears prick the corners of Fern’s wide eyes, the girl fighting a losing battle to keep the liquid from filling her eyes and spilling down her cheeks. But, still she fights it. Sniffing softly, the girl says, “I lost everything when I was about six months old. I never thought I would find happiness again. But now that I have...” Her voice trails off, eyes widening even more as Fern gives Laeta a pleading, terrified look. Silently, she begs the woman to understand why she is so scared of every good thing she has. One day changed the course of her life before, ripping away her mother, siblings and the band they been traveling with. What if something like that happens again? Fern feels her breathing pick up as she starts to hyperventilate, eyes leaving Laeta’s form in search of escape route. The overwhelming urge to run away suddenly grips her.

"Fern Lark"

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