let my shadows prove the sunshine
Her storm-grey eyes never stray; they are set firmly on him, caught within her sights and, though Svedka cannot tell the reason (perhaps he could guess), her gaze seems set on finding something more than just the stallion that stands before her. He huffs, not entirely enjoying the fact that he felt as if he was being toyed with, but at the same time not quite hating it either. Perhaps it is the lion in him that is reacting, stretching against its cage and growling almost contentedly as her gaze feasts so freely on him.
She allows a long silence to follow as he waits with bated breath. It is now his turn to not have his gaze shy away, their sparkling cerulean depths shimmering with wistful hope; maybe there was something he missed and only needed to be taught. Then, maybe, all of his worries and anxieties will fall away and he can truly be himself again, wholly and unabashedly. Svedka’s face is surprisingly meek as the cougar turns to look upon him again, hoping that her next words will somehow hold the key to all he is enduring.
There is familiarity in her words and it causes the stallion to bristle visibly, snorting softly to quell the nervousness that creeps across his spine, unwanted as it spreads through him. Svedka is contemplating her words, his eyes fluttering to glance at the ivory of his legs, brow furrowing. Practice?
“I don’t know if that would be -” Safe, he’s about to say, but the certainty in his voice falters as he assesses her again, a slight glimmer of mischief finding his eyes. As if she would need to ever worry about her safety, even from him. The stallion tosses his head, his flaxen and sky blue tendrils falling to settle around his handsome face, a semblance of a smirk on his pink lips. He clears his throat, rewording his previous statement. “Practice is very risky for me,” he admits to her, clarifying so that she knows that he understands it would not be a risk for her in the least. “I was lost for a time, too.” Svedka’s admission brings a more timidity to his voice and gentleness on his face. “I don’t know if I’ll shift back.”
svedka
@[Vastra]