The whicker grumbles out into the night, a soft velvet earthquake that shakes Mystere’s attention from the sky. She turns her face to him with some effort, as if for her gravity pulled her upwards rather than down. Her silver meet his blue as his words float between them.
Orion. Her eyes skim his starlight dapples and glance back at the sky, looking for the stars of his belt.
'They call me Mystere.'
She softly exhales her name, her voice almost forgotten. Looking back at the imposing figure of the stallion, a tendril of starlight reaches out to him, dancing across his dapples as it maps the constellations.
'Orion. The stars have marked you. '
Her voice rings clearer now, regaining that bell-like musicality. She steps towards the stallion with her starlit-aura, her muzzle reaching out till it is a blade of grass from his own. Her breath blows softly into his own, taking with it tentative fingers of starlight.
*Mystere, my love*
Her ears twitch at that long longed-for star-voice, a silver eye once again turned to the heavens. He was up their, her own star-love. Her gaze fell once again upon Orion, studying him more carefully. Who was he, that drew those words from her lover?
Mystere
Eternal Star Child
(She has had a couple of other lovers in the meantime too)