Permafrost Hollows end of the journey; first of the trials

eyes would gutter with surprise when his minute figure shifted closer to her side whilst little words of reassurance tickled at her ears. a different kind of ache clutched tight at her heart as she regarded him closely, small smile stepping across her features at his quick assurance that they did not have to go see artyom. if only she'd come across him a day previous and he'd told her then, things could be so much better right now if she'd never met the washed man. she'd be living a lie sure, but in that moment she'd rather cling to false beliefs than have to look upon the truth that tore hungrily at her cowering mind. 

capricious smile still lingered as he offered his name and she returned quietly "it's very nice to meet you alsek" all the while her mind clamoured and writhed with the knowledge that this child was related to her, he was so kind. she wondered what his mother had been like, how different had she been to alessia and rosalie? or had she been quite similar to the fiery women that had raised polaris, was that what had drawn kavik to her in his moment of loss? she'd been too harsh with her judgement, she didn't really understand what exactly had led to the creation of more youth and it still made something within her spark with disdain but...was she not worse in wishing him unhappiness too? just because any joy he may have found in his final days had not been in relation to her family...he'd still deserved what he'd found. 

as the blackbird scurried off after his little exclamation, the motion of her paws spoke a silent decision. call her selfish but she wasn't about to return this boy to that place of death and despair. this blissful light twinkling in that pure gaze, she wasn't going to allow it to be snuffed out. if he didn't want to go back to the place where his parents had drifted into their eternal sleep then she wasn't going to force him, no matter how young he was, she decided it was his decision. she'd only accompany him to those borders if he specifically asked for it, so for now the pale dove simply followed him to his flowers.