- Messages
- 1,250
- OOC First Name
- Rowan
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Seeing Somebody
- Sexual Orientation
- Siobhan ) ( Lesbian
- Wand
- Straight 15 1/2 Inch Sturdy Black Walnut Wand with Essence of Belladonna Core
- Age
- 3/2007 (55)
After so many years of wanting to be a mother, part of Kahurangi had worried the experience wouldn't live up to her expectations. That she would hold her daughter for the first time, and wouldn't feel the way she was supposed to, somehow. With Hinemoa sleeping soundly in her arms though, Kahurangi felt silly for ever having worried. Her daughter was perfect, and nothing else in the world could ever compare to how it felt to hold her. She had spent the weeks since her daughter's birth adjusting to life as a mother, and revelling in the unconditional love she felt just looking at the tiny face she had created, an entirely new person grown from her.
It had been difficult, if she was honest, to have other people around. Her whānau had been a little overwhelming in the first week, but the visits had finally dropped off slightly, and after a while she had felt ready to reach out to friends. It had taken a couple of owls to arrange a date, but now Kahurangi waited in the living room for her friends to arrive and meet her daughter, the front door slightly propped open so people could come straight in without knocking. As she rested on the sofa, lightly rocking Hinemoa in her arms, Kahurangi struggled to think of a single way her life could be more perfect.
((Open to all friends of Kahurangi's, if you're not sure if your character would be invited drop me a PM!))
It had been difficult, if she was honest, to have other people around. Her whānau had been a little overwhelming in the first week, but the visits had finally dropped off slightly, and after a while she had felt ready to reach out to friends. It had taken a couple of owls to arrange a date, but now Kahurangi waited in the living room for her friends to arrive and meet her daughter, the front door slightly propped open so people could come straight in without knocking. As she rested on the sofa, lightly rocking Hinemoa in her arms, Kahurangi struggled to think of a single way her life could be more perfect.
((Open to all friends of Kahurangi's, if you're not sure if your character would be invited drop me a PM!))