TORIELLE
It's only me who wants to wrap around your dreams
Torielle beamed from ear to ear, content for the moment to just watch the encounter. It didn’t once occur to her how strange it might have been to be introducing the two equines; after all, many others would consider only one meeting to be acquaintanceship, foundations for friends at best- the mare believed no such thing herself, however. Her soul had called out to both Aeon and Veil Nebula, and in her mind, that had been enough. To hear both of them confirm their bond out loud, friends, it delighted her.
Veil seemed concerned for the colt’s appearance, and the woman couldn’t exactly blame her. While it hadn’t registered much with Torielle once she realized that he didn’t seem bothered by it, she supposed not everyone would be so accepting of the state of his coat as she might have been. The star mare didn’t comment, though if this was from lack of words, politeness, or an understanding that he, too, was in a stage of growth, it was unclear.
Aeon didn’t miss a beat, immediately fascinated with the way the new woman’s coat shed starlight like a mist from her body. Torielle had to admit she had been admiring it through most of their walk to the library, catching glimpses of the glittering dust as it brushed against her pelt before falling to some point just above the earth and disappearing.
The mare’s audits pricked as he spoke. When she had met the colt in the library the week before he had not spoken of his origins, though she hadn’t exactly asked him either. This was news to her, heart racing with excitement.
“That’s alright, Aeon,” she spoke to him, tone gentle. “Veil is from the sky, too.” She looked to the star woman again, half looking for approval that sharing this information so readily was okay, and as an invitation for her to speak.
What were the odds that the antlered mare would come across two cosmic beings within days of each other, and that both of them would trust her to help steady themselves within the world? If she was honest with herself, the sudden weight of that responsibility left her a bit lightheaded, though she tried not to show it. Something in her heart told her that this was her calling. Perhaps Gaia was still working here in Novus, just in more discreet ways than the mare was used to. Perhaps it was some other force she had not yet met. Regardless of where the nudge had come from, the universe was very clearly telling her that this was the path she was meant to take. She would accept the roll with open arms.
She smiled. “Perhaps you two will find you have some more special things in common, then.”
art by the-day-of-shadow character by scapeh table by sunny
