Meadow Lark always knew she wanted to be a mother, though she never knew when that might be or how it would happen. Well, she obviously knew how it would happen, but as for the father, she never really had any idea of who it might be or should be. So when she had met Ashes of the Sun, she liked his colors and markings and thought, why not? Didn't really dawn on her that she should find someone willing to help out, but honestly she was fine if she had to raise them all on her own. After she had gotten to know him a little better she realized her mistake in choice of father but that was life. If she ever decided to have children again she'd know for next time. Walking along, the two owls upon her back, she wondered how this was going to go. Would she be fit enough to guide them into adult hood? Would she raise little terrors or would they grow up to be model citizens of the swamp? They weren't things she'd ever thought to think of before now, and yet, here she was. With all these boundless questions and never ending what ifs.
The moth was floating, meandering of its own accord enjoying the scenery as it were, the unhurried motions of wings moving. Until suddenly the moth was hovering in place and gliding downward closer to the ground giving way to a pale Mare who continued in the same direction the moth had been going. Seeing the doe with the owls on her back made Guardian realize why she'd shifted back to herself. Taking a moment to get used to being on land again she started towards the doe, drawn to her and realizing she was in need of her services.
AstoriaFallen wrote: ↑Mon Dec 04, 2023 3:20 pmI'm so sorry this took so long. Where has the month gone???
As she continued to walk along she failed to noticed a rather pale moth floating about. It didn't seem out of the ordinary by any means, though it seemed as though it was traveling with a purpose. Not until the ghostly looking mare was standing in her line of sight did she smile, giving a soft chuckle she spoke, "I believe you are who I was searching for, though I'm not sure it was you in particular..." If that made sense at all. She knew that the motherfather had many that walked along the lands that would bless others, it just so happened that this mare was who had approached her. The owls shifted upon her back slightly as they watched the mare. "My name is Meadow Lark, what may I call you by?"
The Mare stood there, the moth fluttering around now a smile gracing her face. "I'm Guardian of Life, but please call me Guardian...and I know what you mean have no worries. I felt your need, and here I am." Guardian looked to the owls, but made no move to come closer not wanting to upset them. "What is it I can help you with? What is it your heart desires from the MotherFather?"
Guardian of Life. What a fitting name for one who has ascended. It's almost as if her name was a calling to this position she now held. She was finally to become a mother and while she had always been sure of her calling, she found herself nervous now. I was so sure and now I am doubting my ability to mother the future little one's that I carry.... It was the truth, what if she accidently stepped on one, or fed them the wrong thing, even though she knew what was edible and what wasn't. It was as if she suddenly had a million worries. I guess. I just hope that I am able to be the capable mother that I know I can be. She hoped what she was saying made sense.
Guardian listened to what Meadow Lark had to say and she breathed out gently, a low tone meant to comfort. "I think all of us mothers experience nerves, especially if it's our first time, or even been awhile since we last had little ones running around our hooves all the time. It sounds to me like maybe you're hoping your little ones might have a bit of confidence in themselves and their abilities as they grow and learn in their lives?" she didn't want to assume but it also sounded like quite a nice thing to ask for, for her young.
Seeming rather incapable to actually formulate that kind of question she couldn't help but look at the Mare for a moment before she smiled. "Yes, you said it better than I could have at this moment." Taking a slow and deep breath, she let it out slowly and calmed her nerves. "I hope they're far confident than I am." She liked to think she had confidence, but there were times, like now, she doubted herself.
Darling and Dearest gave a small hoot from a branch nearby. "OH, I have something for you." One of the owls swooped down, a twine wrapped holly branch with a feather from each of the owls, one's lost naturally of course. "Darling and Dearest, the owls, helped me gather the materials for it. I know it's not much."
"It's totally natural to be nervous and unsure. Just be kind to yourself, and remember to step back and take a breath if you find yourself getting overwhelmed." even now she found herself doing that and it helped immensely. "May the MotherFather bless your young with confidence in themselves and their abilities, and to always know their mother will always do her best by them." she tacked on with a smile to the doe.
Guardian was more than a little surprised when the owl swooped down with the holly branch and feathers and she gave a delighted smile. "Thank you for such a wonderful little gift Meadow Lark." and then she turned to the owls. "You too, Darling and Dearest. Thank you to you both as well."
Picking up the branch she dipped her head in farewell, and went on her way leaving Meadow Lark and her owls behind her.
Listening to Guardian of Life as she spoke she wondered if she could have such guidance for others one day. She liked to help but could never seem to help herself on the end.
“Thank you.” Her reply was simple and she watched the mare disappear after a while and stood there, looking at her owls for a moment before turning and heading back towards her home.
Meadow Lark always knew she wanted to be a mother, though she never knew when that might be or how it would happen. Well, she obviously knew how it would happen, but as for the father, she never really had any idea of who it might be or should be. So when she had met Ashes of the Sun, she liked his colors and markings and thought, why not? Didn't really dawn on her that she should find someone willing to help out, but honestly she was fine if she had to raise them all on her own. After she had gotten to know him a little better she realized her mistake in choice of father but that was life. If she ever decided to have children again she'd know for next time. Walking along, the two owls upon her back, she wondered how this was going to go. Would she be fit enough to guide them into adult hood? Would she raise little terrors or would they grow up to be model citizens of the swamp? They weren't things she'd ever thought to think of before now, and yet, here she was. With all these boundless questions and never ending what ifs.
The moth was floating, meandering of its own accord enjoying the scenery as it were, the unhurried motions of wings moving. Until suddenly the moth was hovering in place and gliding downward closer to the ground giving way to a pale Mare who continued in the same direction the moth had been going. Seeing the doe with the owls on her back made Guardian realize why she'd shifted back to herself. Taking a moment to get used to being on land again she started towards the doe, drawn to her and realizing she was in need of her services.