The Good Ol' Days
04-06-2015, 06:37 AM
Her ears perked at the mention of Surreal's son -- a huge, fiery red boy. Another smile painted her warm features, her tail twitching interestedly behind her. Her own children resembled herself and Maverick quite well, with so many of them bearing his appaloosa markings and her own white fur mixed with his russet; the very thought made her stomach turn a bit uncomfortably. "Perhaps you can bring them here to visit someday," she offered tentatively. The way she spoke, it sounded as though she only knew where Regulus was, but she wasn't quite ready to ask yet. Almost as soon as the question had left her mouth about Erani's whereabouts, she'd known the answer -- Erani was dead. If she was alive, even if she was unwell, would she not be here at Surreal's side? Would she even think to pass up a reunion with her? The realization was so unlike when she'd been delivered news of her father's death, and so much different than when she'd seen Syrinx be killed. An aching, hollow void seemed to settle in her chest and she stared, feeling tears well in her own eyes as Surreal moved against her. "How?" she stuttered after a moment, for once wishing her voice would betray the immense sadness she suddenly felt, but instead her voice was vacant and hollow, void of much emotion -- instead, she felt a slight rage begin to burn inside her, mingled with the immense sadness that overwhelmed her, wondering what had happened to her and hoping desperately that nobody had been responsible for her fate. |
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