ORION
exiled prince
The world was cold, even more than usual. Orion had once held warmth and joy in his heart, a steady heat that got him through the days, but now? Now he felt as if some part of him was missing, was broken.
Burying Rigel hadn't been easy, nor was raising Pyxis alone. It felt like a massive weight on his shoulders, pressing on to his spine, and the Emissary no longer felt like he belonged in his role. How could he? He couldn't do his duties when he was raising his son on his own, and he couldn't much take the young boy anywhere, not when he was sick. Not when he was scared of losing his son now more than ever, just as he had one of his closest friends.
So a choice had to be made, and a heavy one. A difficult one.
Orion walked slowly, the young foal at his side, and reaching the rooms, he was glad to nudge the small boy to the pillows, watching as he tottered toward them and finally slumped in them, bright eyes closing as his head dropped and he tucked in against the comfort. The grullo let out a breath, his chest expanding before his body relaxed, and he blinked a little, turning milky eyes toward where the others would normally be.
Weariness wore on his features, and he looked exhausted, even as his hooves led him toward the two with uneven steps, and he dropped his horned head, looking at the two of them. "...I need to talk to you.. both of you." His voice was hoarse from unuse, and he swallowed, his eyes stinging, his body feeling awkward and heavy. Lack of sleep wore on him as much as anything else, and he exhaled.
"Forgive me for interrupting."
Burying Rigel hadn't been easy, nor was raising Pyxis alone. It felt like a massive weight on his shoulders, pressing on to his spine, and the Emissary no longer felt like he belonged in his role. How could he? He couldn't do his duties when he was raising his son on his own, and he couldn't much take the young boy anywhere, not when he was sick. Not when he was scared of losing his son now more than ever, just as he had one of his closest friends.
So a choice had to be made, and a heavy one. A difficult one.
Orion walked slowly, the young foal at his side, and reaching the rooms, he was glad to nudge the small boy to the pillows, watching as he tottered toward them and finally slumped in them, bright eyes closing as his head dropped and he tucked in against the comfort. The grullo let out a breath, his chest expanding before his body relaxed, and he blinked a little, turning milky eyes toward where the others would normally be.
Weariness wore on his features, and he looked exhausted, even as his hooves led him toward the two with uneven steps, and he dropped his horned head, looking at the two of them. "...I need to talk to you.. both of you." His voice was hoarse from unuse, and he swallowed, his eyes stinging, his body feeling awkward and heavy. Lack of sleep wore on him as much as anything else, and he exhaled.
"Forgive me for interrupting."
@Somnus @Ipomoea || Pyx may come in with his own posts later but for now I have him as a mention haha
