Stubborn Love (open/Silver)

[nala]

Nakita & Lacey

Nakita was now flanked by not one, but two bouncy children of the demon. This time was different. The pregnancy hadn't been quite as difficult and the aftermath far less dramatic. Nakita wasn't healed, her weak heart still fell apart quite frequently, but still she felt something different for the white marked child she'd named Lacey. Juno was a spitting image of her perfect father, and was perfect in her very own way. This perfection almost scared the mother. Lacey, however, was far more clumsy, and far more imperfect. Nakita told herself that Juno didn't need her and this was why the pair had such a strained relationship. Yes, that had to be it.

The mare shuddered as she reached the ocean's edge. The water was getting more and more chilly as the autumn months fell into place. "Stay out." Nakita barked at her youngest, knowing it didn't make a difference one way or another what she told Juno. The smaller filly jumped slightly, still not used to the harshness her mother could turn on at any moment. Lacey moved to her sisters side, pressing into her as if she'd switched mothers. Juno was nearing full size and could have easily been mistaken for a mother at a distance.

Nakita moved so that she was knee deep in the water, letting the chill creep up her legs to near the chill she felt in her heart. She looked back to her children on the rocks once before continuing to submerge herself. Lacey's heart began to flutter with each step her mother took away from her and her sister. She wanted to call out to her, but refrained knowing it would do no good with this mare. All the young filly could do was wait and watch to see if she'd make it back to shore.

ooc: so my friend threatened to kill himself last night and I just needed to get this out.

[Silver]

Juno

She was a mare grown in her mind, trapped in the body of a two year old filly. Left to her own devices for much of her childhood, the young princess had a sense of what was what, and didn’t have a problem with it...well, not that much. Sometimes she found herself lingering at the edges of the oasis at night, wondering what might have happened had her mother been more present in her life, rather than being a shadow floating on the edges of Juno’s vision. She loved her mother, that was true, and had the utmost respect for her in the way that a daughter must have for her mother, but nevertheless, as a mare to another mare, pity was all that resonated within her mind. Pity and perhaps a touch of scorn. Her mother was a fragile being who was treasured by a powerful demon. The filly never judged her father’s choices; after all, he’d made the mare Regina his queen, which in Juno’s mind was perfectly normal. She knew that as her father’s firstborn, daughter of his beloved Nakita, she was awarded a most special place in his heart.

The ocean these days was colder than usual, but Juno didn’t mind. It was a different taste, a temperature seldom found in the desert with its stifling days and dry nights. With rain being out of sight and perhaps only in her imagination, it was a treat to be allowed to splash around in such a large body of water. Whitecaps formed on waves that surged past her muscular legs and sucked her back, urging her to wade farther on. She would have too, had her baby sister not chosen at that time to glue herself to Juno’s side. “Lacey,” she said gently, her heart softening for the small filly. Lacey was perhaps the only one to bring out Juno’s soft side. Well, that was not true. Juno was protective of all of her siblings, Regina’s foal and Antonella’s newcomer as well. She was like a mother hen around the younger ones, but once they were out of her sight she was a bird, ready for flight and ready for adventure. “You should be careful, the waves are too high for you right now.” It was true, the waves were reaching a dangerously powerful level - enough to drag in a weak foal only months out of the womb. “Come, let’s go back to Mother and keep her company.”

Her eyes scanned behind her, keeping an eye out for the frail tempered mare. Damn you, Mother. Her thoughts turned dark when she saw that the older mare was wading in to the waves farther than even she would have dared at this point. Motioning for her sister to follow her, Juno trotted to a point behind the dark mare, her temper flaring. “Mother,” she hissed, trying not to alert Lacey to the folly that was unfolding before their eyes. “Where is your mind? This is dangerous and foolish!” Pity for the poor mare who must be looked after by her own adolescent daughter.

ooc: um so. i have lots of juno muse apparently. xD angelus should...probably...come in later. i think.
word count: 520+
tag: nakita
muse: royals by lorde

[nala]

Nakita & Lacey

Cold and numbness are both physical feelings. Nakita was, no doubt, feeling the waves crash on her legs, pulling at her hooves and splashing up onto her empty stomach, but the most troubling of feelings resided within her. The water was making its way up to her brain, the numbness creeping in and drowning out all other stimuli. Nakita felt sick. Her hooves stopped just as the water reached the focal point of her barrel. She could smell the salt as it swished and stirred beneath her. The sky and the sea seemed to blend together at the horizon as night made its way over the land, cloaking everything in a familiar darkness.

The mare blinked, her ears moving to listen behind her. She wasn't there on the beach with her daughters; she was there but nearly two years earlier. The emptiness of her stomach began to fill and Nakita immediately felt her poor, neglected Juno resting in her womb once more. Nakita fretted, her weak heart beginning to bubble as she thought back to the times she wished she could change. How different a life it could have been, how strong she once was. Her stomach churned as the waves began to creep higher. Angelus would come soon in this memory, she remembered. He'd walk up behind her and she'd feel him there, like a fire. His movements were never hidden from her, and his touch always came moments before his skin made contact as if they were attracting magnets. The mare blinked again, as the ocean swirled around her. She was feeling less and less empty as the moments raced past. He would be there soon and all would be well again. Her mind created a false reality where she would relive everything and watch Juno grow next to her. She would be content.

Then, like a slap, she heard the cackling. An eerie chill went up her spine, similar to the one she felt with her demon but far colder, far more evil. The taste of salt on her tongue turned to iron, the ocean getting thicker as it turned a crimson color. She was surrounded by a circle of blood. It ran down her nose and dripped from her tail. The black mare's eyes widened as she watched her unfolding vision, her ears searching for what she did not wish to find. You thought you were getting better? He growled just behind her left ear. You thought he was coming to get you? She couldn't feel the beasts presence, but he was very real nonetheless, hovering around her and freezing her in fear. One daughter isss promisssed... The other ageing day by day... But you offer ussss no sssson? They sounded snakelike in her ears, their s's dragging out far longer then they should have been. They were the demons. They had to be. Nakita moved her head one direction then the other, trying to catch a glimpse of their hovering bodies. But nothing was to be seen. They cackled once more, bathing in her fear.

On the fringes of Nakita's mind she could hear something harsher, yet more real. A distant voice was scolding her. Juno was scolding her. The voices faded together as if they were listening too. No sssson. With a final comment they were gone, taking their blood bath with them. Nakita, no longer frozen began to awake, feeling just how cold the ocean had gotten as the sun went down.

ooc: umm... yea I have no idea what just happened. xD

[Silver]

It was almost heart breaking to see her mother like this. A mare, so lost from reality with two children who desperately wanted her to see them and remember that she had a responsibility to them. One daughter who was more of an adult than a child, who had looked after herself and didn’t know who the mare was anymore. Another too young to contemplate anything different than what life was right now. Juno watched her mother and felt bile rise up in her throat. The tears that she might have cried a while ago were long dry and all she felt was anger, so close to the surface. Why can’t you be normal! she wanted to scream. She wanted to bite and nip and see if anything would pull Nakita out of the daze that she’d been in for ages. And a little part, a hidden secret part of her wanted to cry out, Why can’t you love me? If Juno was honest with herself, she might admit that she was hurt by her mother’s distance. Were there other mothers like this? Or was hers the only one?

If Juno was honest with herself, she would leave Nakita where she was. There was too much hurting going on between them for her to really, truly care out of some deep sense of attachment and affection. It was different though; Juno had a sense of responsibility to her father who loved the broken creature with a constance that his daughter didn’t understand. Internally seething, the princess fought to keep her voice steady as she pleaded with the mare. “Mother, please come in. The tide is coming in, and the seas look to be rough tonight. Come in from the water. Lacey needs you.” “I need you” would be the proper ending to that plea, but Juno didn’t mean it, not really. It was Nakita who needed babysitting, not herself.

ooc: 200th post!
word count: 320+
tag: nakita, lacey
muse: clarity by zedd ft. foxes

[nala]

Nakita & Lacey

Defeated and freezing, Nakita began to slowly regain consciousness in the water. It's swishing and turning in the darkening night sky was now rushing in her ears, drowning out the cackling of fire eyed beasts that claimed her mind too often now. With a glance back, Nakita saw her daughters protesting from the edge of the beach. Juno was as calm and annoyed as ever, tucking Lacey into her side as if the child were her own. Again Nakita felt sick. She could hardly care for herself let alone her young children. 

With a step Nakita began to turn herself, her tail dragging in the water behind her. Her pivot was slow and deliberate, only causing her to stumble once. Once facing the beach again she began to drag her sodden body out of her nightmare. She took each step with a purpose, approaching her daughters and closing off the beasts. Nakita didn't want this life. She was fatigued constantly. "I am here now." She remarked as she reached her children. Lazy, glazed eyes peered into the eldest's. She couldn't muster anymore words, but the sadness behind Nakita's eyes seemed to mirror in Juno's. Nakita wanted to believe that her daughter needed her, but being that she couldn't care for her the way she wanted to, the way she should, she ducked her head down and moved Lacey to a walk before her. Nakita lingered at Juno's side, her nose brushing against her daughter and then hovering centimeters away. Without another look, but with so many more thoughts, the mare picked up her hooves and began the trek back to the oasis. 



ooc: and done? maybe you can reply although its probably just going to be heartbreaking anyway>