Chaser [Any]

[Warrick]

like the sun swallowed up by the earth

He had not known Diable Rouge, not like Tangerine had. He had not even known Kaiode well enough either, not in the way he should have. The untimely death of the colt left him ridden with guilt, for not being a bigger supporter for the child’s adoptive mother (his sweet, gentle Tangerine) and feeling like he perhaps lacked a way to make the situation better, and perhaps even worsened it with his inability to understand what his children and their mother were going through.

So when the winged stallion sees Diable Rouge, his heart drops and aches immediately, cerulean eyes widening with sorrow.

The wind is strong near the beach, flipping Warrick’s blue mane and forelock from his face and unfurling the feathers that had been groomed flat against his sides. The navy pointed stallion could not hear Diable Rouge at all, but from the way the other stallion held his head, Warrick could guess that his heart is with Kaiode at this moment.

The peacekeeper suddenly misses Tangerine immensely, and when he sees the shuddering shoulders of the red mottled stallion, he begins to move towards him.

He brings himself up beside Diable Rouge, silent and unwavering. He remembers his own sister and mother, dead to the world but alive in the stars, and he wishes there is something that he can say to comfort the other stallion. He remembers telling Tang that perhaps Kaiode has found his mother Orani in the stars, and that she finally has a son again. But it felt too personal to share with Diable Rouge, so instead he remains silent. He allows him this grief, this mourning - even though it had been years. Warrick has found himself still staring at the stars with tear-filled eyes, wishing and wanting his family to be with him.

He understands.

The cry of gulls overhead as they float on the tradewinds fill the beach, as well as the rolling waves that crash on the shore beside them.

“The sting never seems to fade, does it?” He murmurs quietly, when he thinks he has heard Diable Rouge’s cries soften and dwindle.

Warrick

@[Diable Rouge]