05-11-2017, 09:14 AM
He watches the suspicion swim in her steely eyes and his grin does not waver. “I am not sure what I’ve come for exactly, but I think I’ll stay.” He looks out onto the morphing horizon. Golden rays threaten to peak through the tops of the leafless oak, once the sun rises completely, light will cloak its naked branches. The tips of his coming winter coat are already lit at their ends, catching the luminance like silken webs. The galaxy of speckles across his charcoal coat seem to dance as he starts to move closer and then passed the mare. “Shall we walk?” He holds his nose to the chilly breeze blowing through, taking a deep breath. “It is a beautiful morning to wander, don’t you say?” His lips brush her shoulder rather brazenly and he moves off in at lofty trot out into the open, stopping to look back “Will you show me around then, Neon?” His ears flip up and then back and then up again, his feet restlessly stepping in place. He’s rather ready for a run, he feels, hoping she’s up for much of the same. c h e m d o g in absentia luci, tenebrae vincunt |
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