✍ - a memory of their mother
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Ameth'aran
“What are you doing up there?!?”
Tucked away in the high branches, the two young kaldorei’s giggling conversation fell to silence at the strident voice from the ground below. Delyra covered her mouth with her hands, eyes wide in mirthful mock-alarm, while Kyuusei’s expression immediately fell. Her mother’s tone was unmistakable.
“Kyuusei! Come down here at once!”
“Min’daaaa, we’re fine up here.”
“You are perched in the branches of an Ancient!”
“He doesn’t mind,” Kyuu protested, patting a branch, “do you?” The Ancient of Lore’s boughs shifted gently, a low, creaking rumble the only response.
“It is disrespectful, child. Come down here immediately.”
The edge in her mother’s tone had grown sharp; Kyuusei was fully aware that either lengthy prayers to Elune’s grace or exhausting training under a watchful, unforgiving eye were to follow. Likely both. Her grimace at her fate, fortunately, was hidden from below by the Ancient’s branches. Hidden to her mother, but not to the other girl sharing their perch.
Delyra leaned forward, her eyes dancing as she placed a quick kiss on Kyuusei’s cheek. “It’s okay Sei-sei, I’ll see you in Nighthaven. You better go.”
A blush gave way to a smile. “Ah... okay.”
“KYUUSEI!”
“Coming!”
Reference: Influences - Delyra
{ Thank you for the ask, @nzoth-the-corruptor ! }
