Bracken's Daughter
(Also Kendra's, but Kendra's Daughter doesn't have the same effect.)
I am Luna Sorenson. I have my mother's last name because my father doesn't have one. There are four major things you should know about me. First, my mother is an eternal, and fairykind. Second, my dad is a unicorn, and not just a unicorn he is the prince of unicorns. This parentage makes me a unicorn, with the ability to speak all languages (not just the fairy ones). Third, if you turn off the lights in a room I am in the amount of light won't change. In the daylight you can't actually see my glow, except for the fairies that obsess about my brightness, until the lights go out. Then I am like a living flashlight. I leave a circle about 12 feet in diameter of light around me when it is dark out side. When it is dark inside, lights or no lights, it is always brighter when I'm around. Lastly, I age really fast. I am six months old with the body of a three year old, and the mind of one much, much older.
I have silver hair that shines and shimmers like the stars, I have bright green eyes that look wise for my age and freckles that dance across my nose and cheek bones. My mom says that my freckles remind her of fairies dancing across the moonlight on my pale white skin. I also have a small slender horn that I carry with me everywhere. I can heal small cuts, burns, and bruises. I can also turn it into a silver dagger, but I haven't told Momma and Daddy about that yet. It is my first horn. I am starting to grow a second one. Daddy says that I will not get my third horn until, in mortal years, I reach the age of 18. When my body becomes 18 I will stop growing, unless of course I want to grow older. My dad did. He grew to the age of 21. He did this so he could be the same age as my mom was when she became an eternal. I think it is a beautiful love story.
I am very excited for tonight. I get to meet my uncle Seth for the first time. Seth does not know I exist. He has been on a top secret mission of some sort with another shadow charmer. Mommy and Daddy have had no contact with him. Everyone is coming to the family gathering tonight, even frail old Great-Grandma and Grandpa. I also get to meet Vanessa and Warren's daughter, named Charlotte. She is the same age as me… er… my body. She is three years old. They also have a six year old son, Thomas.
"Luna!" Momma's voice hollers from down stairs, "Warren's family is here!"
"I'm coming Mommy!" I shout back, hastily putting the dolls back in the Victorian doll house and closing the latch. I scurried down the stairs to find the eternals Warren and Vanessa happily chatting away with my momma in the doorway. I ran to greet them, but I tripped on the edge of the carpet and almost fell flat on my face if it weren't for my dad who caught me and in a single motion deposited me on his shoulders.
"This is our little Luna," Daddy said grinning at the dumbfounded look on Warren's face.
"How can this be your daughter?" Warren wondered aloud, "We visited just seven months ago, and Kendra was still pregnant." Vanessa elbowed him in the ribs.
"You can be so thick some times," she said with mock exasperation, "Maybe it's because her dad is a unicorn?" Her eyes twinkled with laughter.
"Oh yeah," he replied with a sheepish look.
"These are our babies," Vanessa stepped aside revealing their two children.
"I am not your baby," Thomas whined, he had a mop of brown hair and brown eyes that matched.
"Yeth, nof babieth!" Charlotte answered, her short hair was caramel colored with a hint of curls, and her eyes were bright blue.
"Can you kids introduce yourselves?" Warren asked them.
"I am Tommy," Thomas replied reluctantly.
"And I is Tharlotte!" She answered doing a little dance in place.
"I am Luna Sorenson," I loved saying that. Tommy seems slightly surprised at how literate I was compared to his sister. Especially since by looks I could not have been much older than her.
"Bracken be a dear and go get Grandma and Grandma." Mommy told him as she settled into the armchair. He set me down and headed in the direction of the study.
"Why don't you kids go play in the yard and wait for Seth," Momma suggested.
"Alright," we all answered together (except Charlotte said, "Alwife.").
I don't own Fablehaven.