Solace
After Svedka and Smoak's departure, Solace has felt a profound emptiness. The eastern border now held a magnetic pull for her, her gaze seems to drift in that direction after every other breath. Lingering along the horizon line her blue eyes are sharp and clear, yet they lack their usual vitality and sparkle. She tells herself she is being foolish, immature, obsessive - everything she doesn't want to be. But the missing presence of the spirited stallions in her heart and daily routine is simply too vast to be ignored.
Despite her forlorn glances, she didn't truly expect to see either of their pale forms for weeks - or months. She is left to wonder if she had made a mistake when she decided to send Svedka away before he could grow restless.... if she had made an even bigger mistake when she agreed that Smoak should go with him.
Her stomach churns to think of what could happen in that much time. For two handsome stallions gallivanting across the map, the possibilities (for good and bad) were endless.
But she wouldn't let this time go to waste, she wouldn't fret herself bald during this window of time which had been meant to help her focus on running Amet's her kingdom.
At least that's the plan - until she catches sight of the same champagne stallion she had just been thinking of.
The smile which blossoms across her face is radiant, as it is the symptom of a heart overflowing with joy. "Smoak!" Solace calls across the distance between them, and her hooves dig deep into the soft spring earth below her as she leaps into a canter. "Was the world out there not everything you thought it would be?"
She reaches him quickly, letting her chest meet his as she nips along his withers. Her high-set neck arches as she brings her muzzle along his shoulder, huffing in the river scents briefly before taking a step back so she can better see his face. "I won't pretend I'm not happy to have you back early."
caretaker of hyaline
@[Wyrm] Aaaand their off!
