Let's Do A Little Dance
Tira and Arc
05-03-2022, 08:33 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-03-2022, 09:09 PM by Aslatiel. Edited 1 time in total.)
Now that they were part of a pack for the season, Asla had much more time to spend with her children. She'd asked Satira to begin running patrols with her and the girl seemed eager. Aslatiel waited at the edge of the rocky plain that she'd already run so many times. The previous day, she'd told her daughter and son both to meet her there. The morning was chill and overcast thus far, but already the clouds were beginning to break up further off, allowing a bit of sunlight through in soft, golden rays. Eventually it would all break up, but not for long. It was winter and soon the snows would come and blanket the land. That was part of the reason that Asla had led her children so far north. She wanted them to get through a season of snow with her at their side so that they would be prepared for when they finally left the nest.
A sigh pulled from the woman. She knew that she hadn't been the greatest mother and perhaps, if she had stayed with the Armada, she would have been able to give them more attention. Ah, but she would have been miserable and probably would have mothered them horribly. Taking them with her and traveling the world had seemed like a good compromise. Yes, she had to spend time away hunting so that they could eat, but there was never a time where she turned them away when they needed her. She was always there, she just wasn't always there.
Having seated herself, the fawn and grey fae's tail thumped the ground once. Asla was looking forward to spending time with Satira and Arcturus and hopefully having another talk with the pair. There was so much of herself in both Tira and Arc that it was scary sometimes. It made her realize that she hadn't always been the easiest person to deal with. Now that she was older, the woman had mellowed. She was still a pain in the ass at times, but having Arc and Tira had tempered her significantly. Another sigh pulled from her. She hoped that they would look back one day and see that she at least tried, no matter how unconventional her methods.