anybody home?

Before a response would fall from the lips of her high and mighty sibling, the sound of heart wrenching vocals came to her attention. She missed that voice, and it had hardly changed in the least. Tiara would pivot slowly, and dual toned optics would meet a mismatched pair that she had missed dearly. A slow smile would build, and a pallid plume would wag at her hocks in excitement. Of everyone, she missed her mama the most. Song wasn't nearly as big as she was in her head, which brought her thought process shuddering to a halt. Song wasn't the majestic, giantess figure she had known so well in her head, and it was more of a slap in the face than her sister's response to her appearance. However, her brain ground into motion again, and she managed to process what her mother had said after a few moments of pause. She was just staring, unable to compute her emotions or thoughts for the majority of it. Song, her mother, was right there. All she could respond with was a small nod, a mute gesture to convey her understanding what her mother had just said.

Finally she would feel her mother's body close, and long limbs would stutter forward, muzzle pushing into the soft fur of her mom's neck. Comforting, familiar scents flooded her, and she felt at home, finally. The whispered inquiries met her mismatched audits, and she smiled, a sad smile. "I got lost, I was trying to get home." Soft melodies would reply into the silken threads of her mother's neck. She could hear the tones of betrayal and sorrow in her mother's voice, and it hurt more than anything Canta could dredge up to throw at her. She'd tried, oh how she'd tried to get home. She'd been lost for a long time, and it had taken her entire youth, wasted innocence was payment for her mistakes.