The harshness that came over Eden in those moments… it was hard not to be proud. She almost wants to reach out. Almost, but not quite. It was hard not to be proud that her daughter could stand on her own two feet, could look at her like… like this. Bane ground her teeth. Thoughts of the other mares in the Peak, would anyone hear? Would anyone hear her daughter coming to their borders and throwing a fit? Did she need to be concerned?
But there’s no worry about her own image, at that moment. What was her daughter thinking of her in these moments? It was hard for Bane to even think of how she needed to carry herself. How she needed to respond. Her pulse picked up as well, green eyes fixed on her daughter. There’s no warmth here, but she’s hiding an ache in her chest.
Not that you care, that one stung. Bane shifts over her feet. She swallowed hard. Why did you come here? Did she even have an answer for that question? Eden was right… why had she come? Why had she come back? It takes a long, silent moment for her to arrange her thoughts. She decides that Eden’s venom isn’t misplaced.
“I could ask you the same question.” Bane cools, storing her emotions away as best she can. “This is my home.” Her ears pitched backwards, eyes narrowing. As cold as she can be, watching the child for any reaction. Any rise that comes. She would do her damndest to control her emotions in moments like these.
Anath x Thane