AN ENGLISHMAN IN NEW YORK
02-21-2014, 12:30 PM
As her beloved spoke of his troubles, a small frown would work it's way onto her sharp, pallid features. She was not faring any better than him, but she had been a little more prepared for the birth of the dead child than he, and was recovering much better at the time. She gently kissed his cheek once more, nuzzling his neck affectionately as she drank in her mate. The sun still rose steadily before them, and she could feel the heat growing upon her flanks and face. "Lyubit, sometimes death is unavoidable. You must make your peace with it, or you will never be able to move forward." Soft lyrics would murmur gently, faintly accented and tender in their speech. The alabaster queen adored her mate, and she wished that he would not take the death of their child so hard upon himself. After all, it had been she who had failed to care enough for the little one while it was in her womb, he had done nothing to alter that path. His inquiry fell upon her tall audits with a mixed emotion of worry and sorrow, which was hard for the woman to handle. She smiled softly, a sorrowful grimace which was trying desperately to seem happy and calm. "I am sorry that I could not have done more for the babe, but I am still happy that we have our little Prince and Princess now. Let us focus on that, my love." She murmured, entwining her ivory plume over his and placing a broad paw over his as she smiled up at him. Moonstone optics shone with a dazzling light of affection and joy, but still deep within them one could see that there was still sorrow. "Just think, soon the little ones will be making their first kill, and we will be able to witness them bound with a spirit companion." She murmured with a broad grin, kissing her mate's muzzle as her ethereal lyrics whispered through the air around them. It would be exciting, seeing what their children were paired with by the gods. The experience would be fascinating and wondrous without a doubt, and a cause for celebration for the family. Talk like this |