[open] living like we're renegades

[Gale]

Gale run away with me-- lost souls and reverie running wild and running free   Erne holds the back half of a good-sized mackerel in his talons, but he watches the stranger rather than finish the rest of it. Gale watches him as well, through the osprey’s eyes until he is near enough to see him with his own blurred vision. Though the colt is nothing more than a blurred golden shape that smells of a pine forest, Gale recognizes him. He has seen him before, though through eyes not his own. His magic tends to wander in sleep, and he dreams of what others have seen when those others are linked to him. This pegasus is not, for all their shared blood. Not until now, at least, Gale finds himself thinking. Perhaps it is fitting that as they prepare to rid themselves of some parts of their family, other parts begin to fill the spaces they will leave. Secluded as he has been for the last few years, socializing only with a bird that shares his mind and his sister, Gale is not the best at socializing. But there is a shift in the blur in front of him that looks to be a smile, so Gale smiles back. He knows, at least, not to lead with what is foremost in his mind – has Nashua come here to find them, or by random chance? The second, it seems, as the other comes just a bit nearer. “This is my home,” he replies, having swallowed the last of the lavender grasses. “And a good place to shelter from the storm.” There is a small pause, and then he adds: “My name is Gale.” @[Nashua]