#sunshine-muses

@sunshine-muses

She was beside herself. Completely unsure of what had just come to pass. Only a few moments ago she was in so much discomfort she couldn’t even call out to Vola for comfort. She’d never felt what she’d experienced before. And it was nothing like when she’d been poisoned and choking on dragons-bane, or dragon-rose.

It all happened so fast.  

The hard lump that had been in her belly for roughly the last few months growing steadily was gone. So was the feelings of nausea, aches in her legs and small of her back and tail, and the immanency that had sent her from the bed where Vola and Arrona lay sleeping. Out in the garden she had gone to get a little water and it had happened.

And now Draconna was staring at an egg. Iridescent yellowy greens and golds in splotches across it’s surface. It was roughly half of Arrona’s height. Maybe a little taller. And Draconna could feel warmth and life force in it.

Aisling will get the urge to perch on things like the owl she is at times. If she has nothing to perch on she makes perches for herself. Or Borrows someone who's tall's shoulder.

She took to wandering around the places where her most recent targets had lived. Slowly traversing the cities and hills to see how the lands had changed over the years. And seeking out the quiet secret places she'd known to be there. Where hardly anyone every goes.

One such place she was in was the frigid lands in the northern climes. Where the permafrost hid ancient secrets that whispered of their past lives, and the inhabitants drank fiery drinks that kept them warm from the inside.

Wild boar and deer alike parted before her as she moved through the trees, both parts intimidating predator and neutral energies swirling about her when the steady jingle of the decorations adorning her robes came to a halt when someone, roughly her size was right in her pathway.

Candice's tail wags and she looks up from shelling peas. She looks down at young Sol and smiles.

"Hello my Mountain Lion~" she greeted, as she set down her bowl of unshelled peas with the still shelled ones. She slowly and gently scooped Sol up onto her knee and kissed his forehead. He and the boys were getting bigger. Soon she'd have to shift to her bipedal wolf form to have room for them to be perched on her knee. She moved her foot a little and the rocking chair rocked a little with the two of them in it.

(Think I forgot the lines of Draconna's face scales and Viola's piercings. I'm pleased with this though. Also shown is the heart technique for drawing kisses. This and years of lots and lots of practice is why im any good at drawing.)

Aisling chuckled. Really there was no way she would have gotten away with cooking a Salmon without him popping his head into her kitchen. She was prepared.

"Aye. Ye can." She held up a skewer that had a nice chunk on it and made a show of dipping it in the sauce she was drizzling over the salmon fillets in her pan. And then handed it over to him.

Aisling eyed this creature. Deadly Ice spear in hand and pointed at him, Great wings outspread with the borealis playing it's colors amongst her feathers. She glanced down at the babes in his hands. She knew them. Oh yes. They were some of the more rascally of the babes she took care of for the mother's she was friends with when they needed a little break.

There didn't seem to be any lie in his words, but Aisling was too wise to the world and it's horrible truths to take things at face value. And it was a little hard to believe given things.