REXANNA
Hotaru shifts and Rexanna is there, a ghost in the night, smiling down upon her sister, partner in arms, storm to her flame. And she smiles wildly when Hotaru erupts in a fit of giggles, adding her own quiet gums of laughter rejoice with hers. “You thought you were going to pop? I nearly did.” She snorts. Though Kiada and Kianzo had been her first set of twins, they weren’t her last. And she shared in the same frustration and sadness that Hotaru turns to at the memory, smile falling, memories returning of a life she hadn’t quite lived.
Portals did some terrible things.
Hotaru quakes beneath her, a whisper and a confession, and Rexanna lifts her hand to cross over Hotaru’s chest, fingertips trailing to push the blonde hair across her forehead with tender, ginger touches. “I miss them too, Ru.” She admits, soft and uncertain. She doesn’t know what that means for her, if they all would treat her with as much disdain as the Harpy had. But could she blame them if they did? She had abandoned them for a man, abandoned her home and family for someone who couldn’t keep their promise to her.
Who also was unsatisfied with her, as evidenced by the siblings Kiada and Kianzo shared that weren’t from her. But she listens to Hotaru, caressing and touching and holding, wiping away tears that may or may not fall without any judgement. Gods knew she had cried a few times too.
“Kiada is the only one that’s here. Kianzo, Rein, Safiri, all of them didn’t come.” She whispers back, a frown finding her lips. “I ask why it was me all the time too, to the universe, but they never answer back.” She adds, leaning down to rest her head along Hotaru’s collarbone, in the crook of her neck. “But you were a far better mother than I ever was, and if I could do it all over again I would. I would never leave you. Any of you. I would have spent every night sleepless looking for Zo when he was taken instead of trying to keep Tembovu from fucking everyone in the Edge.” There’s a small amount of steel to her voice.
“I could have remained cuddled up to you every night instead.” She says softly, nuzzling her head in further to Hotaru’s neck, fingers dancing in the blonde locks.
Portals did some terrible things.
Hotaru quakes beneath her, a whisper and a confession, and Rexanna lifts her hand to cross over Hotaru’s chest, fingertips trailing to push the blonde hair across her forehead with tender, ginger touches. “I miss them too, Ru.” She admits, soft and uncertain. She doesn’t know what that means for her, if they all would treat her with as much disdain as the Harpy had. But could she blame them if they did? She had abandoned them for a man, abandoned her home and family for someone who couldn’t keep their promise to her.
Who also was unsatisfied with her, as evidenced by the siblings Kiada and Kianzo shared that weren’t from her. But she listens to Hotaru, caressing and touching and holding, wiping away tears that may or may not fall without any judgement. Gods knew she had cried a few times too.
“Kiada is the only one that’s here. Kianzo, Rein, Safiri, all of them didn’t come.” She whispers back, a frown finding her lips. “I ask why it was me all the time too, to the universe, but they never answer back.” She adds, leaning down to rest her head along Hotaru’s collarbone, in the crook of her neck. “But you were a far better mother than I ever was, and if I could do it all over again I would. I would never leave you. Any of you. I would have spent every night sleepless looking for Zo when he was taken instead of trying to keep Tembovu from fucking everyone in the Edge.” There’s a small amount of steel to her voice.
“I could have remained cuddled up to you every night instead.” She says softly, nuzzling her head in further to Hotaru’s neck, fingers dancing in the blonde locks.
until the lambs
have become
lions
