Yasha Cadera
Mom'alor
The Australis-Cadera estate rested regally upon the Westralian landscape, between two rolling hills and a view of the sea. Old growth trees were salvaged in the construction process wherever possible, the sprawling estate built to mimic and enhance the landscape with vast sheets of transparisteel, light building materials and green grass roofs. A massive garden was planted in the middle of the semi-circular house, modules for different sections separated by covered walkways, which allowed the near paradisiacal breeze to rustle through the palatial estate.
It was a gift of love and affection, from family to Yasha. Designed by her Aunt Peggy, funded by Clan Cadera and Clan Australis, the Cyare’se Kyr’adyc was a bastion of tranquility and peace.
And the screams of children, who played on a massive child-friendly obstacle course outside, beside Yasha’s precious garden and pond. While many of the orchard trees, and plantings were fresh, eventually this would be come an oasis for the Infernal’s desire for a botanical life.
Yasha stood in the middle of her garden, stretching out her lower back with two dirt-clad hands.
“I know I should go inside and get cleaned up, but I’m… nervous. Bethy’s coming home, you know?” Yasha grunted as her swelling belly protruded out from an otherwise lithe frame. Her grandfather Girak chuckled softly, and picked up the basket with sprouts and young tomatoes, with Yasha’s pruning shears.
“Think it was any different when Aditya came home, Yaiya? Gosh… I spent the entire time until she walked through the door in my mechanic shop. There I was, dressed in my best trousers, suit jacket slung over a box of parts, tightening a bolt when Aditya finally came in the door and handed me the right wrench. Beth’s your girl. You’ll be fine.”
“Yeah, but what if she’s forgotten that she’s my girl, Papa? And what if she doesn't like the fact Kain'ik and I... What if being away made her forget those years I was her Mom? I mean, not her…” Yasha looked up to see Girak take her cheek in his weathered hand.
“She’ll love her suite. Now for Nereus’ sake, let’s go wash your hands.” Grandpa did know best.
@Beth Cadera
It was a gift of love and affection, from family to Yasha. Designed by her Aunt Peggy, funded by Clan Cadera and Clan Australis, the Cyare’se Kyr’adyc was a bastion of tranquility and peace.
And the screams of children, who played on a massive child-friendly obstacle course outside, beside Yasha’s precious garden and pond. While many of the orchard trees, and plantings were fresh, eventually this would be come an oasis for the Infernal’s desire for a botanical life.
Yasha stood in the middle of her garden, stretching out her lower back with two dirt-clad hands.
“I know I should go inside and get cleaned up, but I’m… nervous. Bethy’s coming home, you know?” Yasha grunted as her swelling belly protruded out from an otherwise lithe frame. Her grandfather Girak chuckled softly, and picked up the basket with sprouts and young tomatoes, with Yasha’s pruning shears.
“Think it was any different when Aditya came home, Yaiya? Gosh… I spent the entire time until she walked through the door in my mechanic shop. There I was, dressed in my best trousers, suit jacket slung over a box of parts, tightening a bolt when Aditya finally came in the door and handed me the right wrench. Beth’s your girl. You’ll be fine.”
“Yeah, but what if she’s forgotten that she’s my girl, Papa? And what if she doesn't like the fact Kain'ik and I... What if being away made her forget those years I was her Mom? I mean, not her…” Yasha looked up to see Girak take her cheek in his weathered hand.
“She’ll love her suite. Now for Nereus’ sake, let’s go wash your hands.” Grandpa did know best.
@Beth Cadera