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Like a radiant beam of sun, the golden youth appeared, summoned by the whisper. Amarath's gaze was soft, an empty abyss of amethyst as the youth buried into her mother's open arms. Gold met gold, melding into a singular form that radiated with a silent level of warmth and trust. A bond that warmed the reluctant mother to her very core, softening the ice in her veins that remained after her trip to the bitter North.
I missed you, too, mое Mаленькое Cолнышко ,Amaranth would purr, resting her slender muzzle atop the familiar, youthful frame. Thank the spirits that her Russian had improved, and she'd not insulted any of her loved ones in quite some time (with no thanks to Harper). Selfishly, Amaranth lingered in the embrace for a moment longer, softening her gaze before pulling away to address the questions at hand. As Aelia asked about her time in Northfall, there was a visible shift in Amaranth's eyes ... that tender softness hardened up.
It was not a hardness toward Aelia, no. Just ...
... a hard fact. Defeat. Loss.
Cold,was Amaranth's chosen response, her ears flicking forward as she appraised Aelia.
There's not an ounce of Northern blood in these veins ...she would continue, the hints of a smile pulling at her dark lips. Yet another thing she and Valeska were so intrinsically different on. But, as they said, opposites would attract ... yin could not exist without yang.
Have things been okay here? Have you been okay?There was a soft level of probing in her voice, perhaps the subtle flickers of concern lacing vocals that often held nothing but apathy.
Searching, perhaps, for hope.
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Valeska is allowed in any of Amaranth's threads





