The mother daughter dance
06-20-2014, 09:21 PM
It was strange, being out of the mortal realm. While it was beyond all description to see her family again, and be reunited with those she'd lost in years past, she longed to be with the family she'd left behind. Her children needed her, despite their hatred for her after she left, Magnus probably had taken her death very badly. She had no idea what was going on in the world she'd parted from, but she could only assume someone missed her, could only hope there was a wolf who mourned her passing. It was a faint dream, knowing that her children hated her, her lyubit might come to loathe her for abandoning him as it were, and Song... she didn't want to think about what Song might be feeling. Her best friend. Another name popped into her head, Siarvon. Her once upon a time partner in crime, the man she'd come to know well, despite his latent comings and goings. Did he even know she was gone? Her thoughts drifted earthbound, and so did her surroundings, moulding into a perfect replica of her beloved mangrove. The air was humid and smelled of fetid earth, the water hardly moved, and moss grew in heavy clumps all across the roots and trunks. It was a beautiful sight, one she missed seeing for real. Her powerful paws struck the roots with a fluid grace as her long legs remembered how to move upon them. Liquid mercury pools examined the shadows and the crevices, missing them dearly. A pair of eyes she recognized stood out to her, and a small, sad smile came to twist her ebony lips. Zlata. Her daughter, the silver pelted babe she'd birthed, whom she'd sought upon the day she met her death. "Such a pretty young thing you've become, my dear." Silken lyrics would murmur, their faint accent never having lost it's grip on her vocals. A slow step forward, holding the mirror pools of her child, her flesh and blood. It was amazing to see the girl again, even if it might just be her imagination. Corvusi Speech Aurora Speech Others |