The Truth in the Mirror
"The Truth in the Mirror"
Sweetbreeze stood before the proud parents and reached one hand to gently touch the infant’s fair hair. She smiled at the beaming young couple. ◊She is as lovely as her mother,◊ she sent to Brill, whose smile was as bright as the daystar overhead.
With her free hand, Brill touched Sweetbreeze’s shoulder. ◊Sunstream tells me that you are soon to have a cub of your own,◊ the Wavedancer sent in response, wishing to share in the smaller she-elf’s joyful news.
Sweetbreeze smiled at Brill, but there was a melancholy in her eyes and expression that the new mother did not- and could not- understand.
In truth, Sweetbreeze did not understand it herself. She had wanted a cub in her youth, particularly following the hunting accident that had changed her life; stealing her voice and filling her with a mortal dread of big cats. However, now that she was pregnant at last, she could muster no joy, nor excitement. Instead, all she