[open] tired of nothing

[Aedan]

aedan --

”Heh,”, he says with what is almost a sheepish chuckle. If he had heads, he’d run his fingers through that stark white hair of his, looking mildly uncomfortable. ”Secret? Though I am thrilled to be a father soon, it is absolutely terrifying.” A bit of truth that Aedan doesn’t mind admitting to the other stallion who seems more than welcoming and perhaps easy to talk to.

”We were interested in potentially calling this home, though. Vita grew up in a tropical environment, and I am from Tephra originally. This seemed like perhaps a good place for the two of us.” It held pieces of each of them, but would be a new start for them both. Their childhood homes did not hold their hearts, not really.

Aedan follows the stallion's gaze up and down the empty shores. It was certainly quiet, a thing that didn’t necessarily bother Aedan or even Vita. Vita would travel, as she always did, and perhaps that itch would come back to Aedan as well. Or perhaps having somewhere to call his own would settle his uncertain heart. ”Are there others here?”

@[Gale]