I'm Holding On... [Open]

[Nymphetamine]

Like a Thorn to the Holy Ones

Tephra was more barren than Chamber had been. Not a dessert, but not a the coniferous forest that he had learned to love. The wooded areas were thinner here, and shrubbery was the thicker than the trees. But he had grown to enjoy the heat, the sulfuric air and the lingering humidity. Before today Nymphetamine hadn't seen the Willow tree that had been the scene of the the day's drama. It was a curious thing- such a temperate tree thriving in the tropic terrain. But that was Beqanna, it always gave him something to wonder over.

Aurora seemed to ease into this place, her cream features relaxed, her feathers giving in to the forces of the wind, not able to remain still from the force of the breeze. He could tell his words were taken on a way he didn't fully intend… must just not be his day. His eye were soft ass she spoke as he felt for her, her situation and her softness. Why he seemed to care what would happen to the mare was beyond him. The bay surely had enough trouble on his hands with both kimber and keeps returning within days of each other. Though both conversations had yielded nothing to help bring clarity. But when Aurora said she would leave Nymphetamine resisted the idea. He wanted her here, but for kingdom or for self he wasn't sure. The urge to protect her was there though burning in his stomach, willing him to stop her. Externally he was calm his attention on her and he simply nodded.

She turned, her curvature already growing smaller as she retreated. He watched her, unable to make himself speak, but yelling at himself to speak. Anything, something.. just do something to keep her here. What a mess, the blood bay surely enjoyed the torture that came with following his bleeding heart. He sighed and trotted forward, quickly catching up with her, siding up with her small frame. ”I should probably escort you… unless you want a tour while you are here? I prime you have cause no trouble, nor would a tour. Have you seen a volcano before? Be a shame to leave without seeing Tephra’s Biggest feature ”

Smooth Nymphetamine, smooth. The blood bay stopped at the rivers edge, the cooler air a welcome feeling, as would the mares continued company.

NYMPHETAMINE

I faced when you left me, A rose in the rain

Ooc: typed this up on my phone so hopefully it isn't a mess.