let my shadows prove the sunshine
The patched gold and ivory stallion spent most of his time in Tephra near the beach; water always called to him and perhaps because he couldn’t fly, he preferred swimming. Moments have passed and though he has kept himself busy, it was hard to forget the teal-winged man from the forest. Svedka found his cerulean gaze flickering up the sky, gazing for some kind of movement throughout the smoke and clouds that would signify the presence that he had been dreaming of seeing again. He hadn’t and for the past few days he had been contemplating if it was time for him to seek out Pteron himself, as he had promised.
Of course, Svedka is wading through the various tide pools that had been left out in the open from the retreating tide, dampening his hooves in the lukewarm water and watching the tiny silvered fish that were trapped there amongst broken shells and hermit crabs. Deep orange and red violet plumeria flowers are strewn down the white and sky blue of his mane in a loose and nearly undone braid that Kagerus had humorously done for him nights ago, their bright color matching the sun’s light as it reflects off the atmosphere as it lowers towards the horizon. A voice calls his name, the sound carried to him on the warm and salted sea wind.
Immediately, Svedka’s pink lips turn into a lopsided grin, leaving his pools to trot eagerly into the calm surf where Pteron stood. He falls beside him with the scent of sea on his skin, just now having drip-dried from an evening swim in the dark ocean. Svedka’s pink nose wrinkles and then a laugh escapes him, bobbing his head. “Oh? I assure you, there are many benefits of being in Tephra besides watching the sunset over the beach.” He grins wickedly, taking this moment to side-step closer to the winged man.
As dusk surrounds them, the onset of evening sets Svedka’s skin to tingling. “Out patrolling again, are we? Or am I lucky enough for you to have found me on your night off?”
svedka
@[Pteron]