Posted on November 7, 2019 at 12:29:30 PM by ylva
When Shaydowfax asked about Ylva’s relationship with Warsaw, Ylva was quiet for a moment. She was torn: torn between being honest and between maintaining a certain amount of decorum and decency, especially in front of the children. Finally, wordlessly, she simply shook her head a tiny bit. Perhaps she would tell Shaydowfax the full story later.
Then Shaydowfax introduced her son, and Ylva smiled a sad smile at him. “He takes after his mother,” she commented, and it lifted her heart to see the colt invite her children to play. Finally they had a playmate outside of their own circle. That would be good for them. “Of course,” Ylva told her children gently. “Just be careful. It’s very hot here, and I don’t want any of you getting sunstroke.” As the foals ran off to play, Ylva watched them with a twisting sensation in her belly. To Shaydowfax she said, “Shall we go after them? I could use some water, and some shade. I am not used to this heat.” Once they reached the oasis, perhaps then Ylva would tell her the full story of Warsaw, and what he did to her. ooc: i’m happy to leave things here, with their conversation implied <3 3; norwegian fjord; red dun pangare; 14hh mother of harley quinn, joker, & torsten  |
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