Creeping Dark rarely interacted with others. Even more rarely did she seek out their company. Until she'd found him.
More cat than kin like she was, but he was the light to her dark. Sparkling and gleaming. She'd become entranced ...

And now they were going to have children.
Well, she was going to have children.
Creeping was curled up in the shade of some large foliage, tail idly flicking back and forth as she thought. She'd need a blessing. To ensure her kids were protected in case anything happened to her.
But, more importantly and immediately, she was going to need to hunt.

That evening, Sun-Cursed had chosen to go beyond the territory she shared with Smoldering Ember. Something about that night had called for her to go a little further than normal. She knew she'd have to start her return home a little (or a lot) sooner than normal but if there was anything she learned from Wayward Son was that routines and predictability were not always a good thing.

In this situation, the need for her to venture a little more ways away felt like it was being prompted by something other than wanting to avoid routine. She didn't know the exact location of the expecting parent, but she had an approximate knowledge thanks to the pull. The mare didn't want to just assume things, nor did she want to step on any other ascended's toes. She decided to give whoever this was the option of making the first move. Purposefully, her gait through the plants was loud and she made no conscious effort to dim her halo's glow.

LOLLI qAq wrote:Sun-Cursed doesn't quite have hunter instincts. More like hinter instincts XD

Dark's ears twitched in the direction of the sound, and a soft sound between a huff and maybe of a word of self-encouragement came out of her mouth. Bright eyes were instantly following the path her ears had taken and she moved from a lazing position to that of a crouch. She wasn't quite ready to give chase, but she could be at a moment's notice.

The sounds of something crashing through the underbrush was too big, too loud, for her normal prey and she thought for moment it might be boar- Then she saw the halo of light. Watching the approaching doe move Creeping Dark's eyes narrowed and she cocked her head to the side. Something about the acha seemed strange. More.

A legendary.

Dark stood so that she could be seen, but she didn't say anything. It would be presumptive and possibly dangerous to assume the legendary acha was here for her.

HuniPi wrote:Listen, I'd do anything for Sun-Cursed xD

Normally, failing to spot a hidden kin would have made Sun-Cursed's heart race in fright (some things from one's past just had a way of leaving a lasting imprint on one). But because of the stare-off between them, the mare eventually found the situation funny. While she managed to swallow a chuckle, her halo brightened in amusement as she silently shared the brightness of sight with the acha doe. It was her way of showing she meant no harm, and to try and be even more non-threatening, she gave the doe a wide, warm smile.

With a cant of her head, Sun-Cursed asked of the acha doe, "Expecting?"

LOLLI qAq wrote:you have no idea how tempted I was to have Sun-Cursed stare back and just wait for Darkness to say something XDDD

Her ears pressed backwards against her head at being watched suddenly, but at the eventual question they were instantly alert and facing full forward. The legendary was here for Creeping Dark. That meant it was safe to come out fully. She hoped.

"Yes," she said softly, "I am."

Dark had a million questions about how that worked, but she didn't want to annoy the other acha before her children were blessed. Still, her tail was now high in the air and her body language visibly relaxed. Dark hoped that conveyed that she was also safe to be around ... And maybe she'd let her ask questions.

HuniPi wrote:That would have been hilarious. Dark looks scary, but she's dumb as a bag of bricks.

Sun-Cursed nodded in acknowledgement, "Congratulations! Is this your first?". It felt like a first clutch, but assuming can and has led to unfortunate results. So the mare was more than happy to let this play out at the expectant mother's pace. As long as the mare was certain of the intentions, and no mind games were in play, she was perfectly content to spend however long it took before she could offer her blessing.

While she made no motion to approach, she did sit down to patiently wait for the other doe to open up on their own time. Besides, even if they ended up spending more time in silence than speaking, or exchanging questions, it was just as alright as a mile-a-minute conversation.

LOLLI qAq wrote:Sun-Cursed needs more quiet doe-friends in her life. I usually end up tossing boundary-pushing chatterboxes at her well, ONE boundary-pushing chatterbox.