It felt like it had been a very long time since Born of Death had been able to draw a full breath. From the time they'd learned they were expecting their nerves and anxieties and worries had been an overwhelming, almost crushing force. A weight that they'd begin to fear they'd never be rid of. But, not too long ago now, that weight had begun to ease. The anxiety had begun to ebb. Born wasn't sure what had changed, if it was just the babes growing beyond that precariously fragile newborn state, or something else, but the relief they felt was palpable.
Before now, the idea of travelling, even a relatively short distance, was a terrifying one. But now? Now Born was eager for their babies to experience more of the world than their cozy den, meet more of their family and other kin.
They had yet to even meet their Grandfather, and is territory wasn't even far from theirs. So Born had rounded the babies and Death and insisted they go and pay Death Hunter a visit.
Of course, navigation was not something they excelled at, so eager though they were, Born was following Death, ears trained forward for the sound of family hoofbeats. In their wake, a long line of spindly foals with Haven and Sac they bringing up the rear to guard against danger and keep the sightless babes from wandering off.
Sweet Hereafter, bold and curious, trotted ahead to walk beside her father, humming softly to herself. Trailing behind, Cried kept close to Conquered, their tail half curled loosely around that of her brothers. Steps careful and senses just faintky overwhelmed by every new sound and smell they encountered.
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kuropeco wrote:
prolixity wrote:
peanutbutter wrote:
amitotic wrote:come meet the fam! Mountain can have heard about babies, had a message sent to her from death or death hunter, or just happened to be wandering through.
Sleep of Death trotted along with the family, alternately lagging back and hurrying ahead, distracted by everything and also anxious not to be left behind. It seemed like a very long distance to him already; he'd never been very far afield, and everything was new, even things that would have been familiar near home. He paused to admire a brightly colored flower, then lowered his head to nip the bloom off and hurried back up toward the front of the line, chewing on the flower thoughtfully; it tasted vegetative and sweet, with just a little bit of bitterness to it.