Fear was no longer one of the colors inside of Persephone's head. Her caution and wariness even leaked away, exposing pure curiosity and something else underneath... excitement and wonderment, though she could not for the life of her figure out why. While she was staring right into a face that she did not recognize, she still felt as though she were meeting the ghost of something that had once meant something to her. Normally, such an inability to understand would frustrate and then anger the dragonling, but the equally wide-eyed gaze of the other pup kept her at bay.
The fact that Leviathan seemed to echo her very inner state right then drew her in. She seemed just as baffled, just as intrigued. There had to be a reason, Persephone felt, because two people did not just meet and suddenly act as though they had finally encountered that person on the other side of the mirror. Well, perhaps imprints did that, but seeing as they were both female, Persephone was pretty certain that was not the case.
Like a dream, she said, and Persephone was inclined to agree.
When she spoke her name, the sour feeling in Persephone's stomach boiled and clenched as if trying to tell her something and it only let go when she remembered each name. Persephone, Odin, Athena... and Leviathan. Just as her mother had told them to her when she had become so curious and asked, despite knowing the pain it brought the old, blind wolfess. The pit of her stomach released and in a single blink, her eyes almost seemed to explode with silver and the searing green rim around her irises becoming more prominent.
She called her Sephy. She could barely hear it, and she had to pivot her large, dark ears forward to catch it... but she knew what she heard.
"L... Levi?" Persephone stuttered, an uncertain sound that rarely crossed her lips and would later upon reflection cause her to grimace. "Are you actually Levi... Leviathan?" She had to question it, of course, because the young dragonling was not one who liked to assume things... however, the pounding of her heart was just pleading for her to run up and get a good whiff of the pup she used to know, to feel her fur. "You're... not dead. I thought you were all dead. Our brother and sister... our... father... Our father. Are you really my sister?"
( Omg, I fail at hiatus. I don't post forever, finally decide on an official hiatus... and then I go and post. :| )
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