Calling her flock... -- The Vae Tree

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Date Posted: 02:31:49 09/01/02 Sun
Author: Marithura's & Marthur's Player
Subject: Calling her flock...

(okay...this is a REALLY big flashback...to the time of Arrival from the lost planet...courtesy of a player gone LOA from the puter world for almost three straight months!)

A red Kilven lands, furling his wings and bowing his head. A young woman slides off his back, handing a small bundle to a man with very similar features. She is crying almost hysterically, her body shaking with sobs, as she steps up to the tree. Seeing a familiar-looking young glint of gold, she calls out, "Sundancer, is that you, my beauty? Are the rest with you?" With a joyous chirp, the little gold flutters down to land on her shoulder. Picking up on her One's thoughts, her tone was much subdued as she trilled in the direction of the branches above. A bronze, a deep blue, and a pale green all flew down, taking up their accustomed places--the bronze on the other shoulder, the blue on her forearm, and the tiny green in her breast pocket. She snuggled them close to her, weeping still, but with a softer note. "My little ones, you are all here!! I thought I had lost you, my brave ones, just like--" She couldn't finish. The quartet crooned comfortingly.

As she mounted her Kilven, the young man spoke up. "Thura, you never did tell me their names..."

Thura, now in position behind her brother, answered him. "I'm sorry, Marthur...there was always so much happening, that I never had the chance." Her face darkened, and her voice cracked. She continued, forcing herself to go on. "My queen is Sundancer, the bronze is Swiftwind, the blue is Arrow, the little green spunky one is called Moon Beam, and we are sitting on Sarinor, who is now red instead of blue, and was called Sarinth before-before--" She burst into a fresh set of tears, and without a single word more, commanded her lifemate to take off, flying far into the mountains, to find a hidden cave where they could be...alone.

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