PERSEPHONE

A small, soft smile curled Persephone’s lips as Tarek responded without hesitation. A good man, then, he seemed if he could step up to his responsibilities from the start. She watched them carefully as the pair disappeared on the other side of the trees nearby, just far enough away to have some privacy.

Safely, then, her dark eyes returned to Evren. The mare’s face glowed with the smile that split her lips. It was contagious, and Persephone’s expression couldn’t help but warm further. She, too, was a little speechless. It was not often someone turned up in her home and introduced themselves by giving birth in the shade of the Forest.

When Evren finally spoke, Persephone responded with an amused grin.

“Oh I don’t know, I think you usually have important things to say,” she replied, looking at her for a moment. “Although I’ll admit it’s not every day a stranger gives birth in my home. “

She paused a moment, ears flicking. She could hear the faint rustling of foliage, and perhaps soft grunts of exertion from the trees.

“What are the chances of running into your nephew here, after all these years?”

all of your demons will wither away

mixed, bay varnish roan, 14.3hh