Solace
She is never far from the ocean these days, with her mother gone and her twin scarce, their double absence as left an aching in her young heart. Smoak had been her only companion of late and when she was lonely she was drawn to the western shore of her tropical home to gaze over the channel and wonder what was out beyond Tephra's borders. Here, with the gentle waves kissing her ankles, she hears Amet's first call as soon as it leaves his lips, and she is soon by his side.
"Amet!" she smiles and speaks his name breathlessly after cantering over the distance between them. The sight of the golden king was always a welcome one, even when she wasn't missing her family. With a toss of her tri-colored forelock, she slides to a halt in front of him. At two years old she is at the crossroads of womanhood and childhood, some days she is all one and other days the all other. She is a petite mare, well muscled under a softer layer of fur and flesh, but girlhood still clings to many of her gestures and the excitement in her tone. She returns his greeting, pressing her own muzzle to his cheek briefly to take in the scent of all the lands he had passed through, before pulling away to find his amber gaze.
"Well, I'm very well now, with you here to walk along the beach with me!" Her voice is light, and happiness shines through in her brilliant blue eyes - Warrick's eyes - but the smile is all her mothers.
you are my sunshine
@[Amet]
