let my shadows prove the sunshine
The brilliant cerulean of Svedka’s gaze flickers to the darkness of the forest, just as Pteron’s has. He watches the doe as they continue walking, the playful smile that trickles onto his pink lips lingering even when the conversation falls silent between them. The touch of Pteron’s creamy shoulder against his own brings Svedka’s focus from the forest and onto the winged stallion, his smile changing ever-so-slightly to where the blue of his eyes sparkle gently. The touch is nearly electrifying and he follows as Pteron pulls away, returning the gesture by gently tugging one of his blue tendrils with his lips. A chuckle hums in his throat as Svedka straightens, a single ear still trained on Pteron as they continue their moonlit stroll.
Aegean. The sound of the name causes a curious snort to flutter from Svedka’s nostrils, his brows rising inquisitively. Solace and Kagerus? He swallows the realization that his years spent in the Hyaline mountains means that he has missed more of his family being born into the world, his eyes lifting upwards momentarily to view the moonlight filtering through the canopy.
After a moment he turns towards Pteron once again, meeting him with a knowing grin as he describes his nephew. Like the moon. Svedka isn’t sure if he’s ever been in love (his heart is too large for a solitary lover, no room for commitment to only one or even jealousy of other lovers, he believes), but he loves to love all the same, and wistfully listens to anyone who is comfortable enough to share their feelings, whether for another or for himself.
“Ah,” he begins with a burst of soft laughter to his voice that rumbles deep in his chest, touching his mouth just behind Pteron’s jawline. Like always, he is unable to keep to himself. “Does that make you the sun, then?”
Svedka smiles into Pteron’s skin before straightening once again, his sideways glance playful from beneath the ivory and sky blue of his forelock. “I must meet this Aegean of yours,” he continues, his voice almost secretive. “Solace is my twin sister.” His grin widens at the irony, flicking his tail against his ankles with a good-natured nip to Pteron’s shoulder.
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@[Pteron]