12-13-2018, 12:34 AM
titus
one day it's here and then it's gone,
how are you still holding on?
how are you still holding on?
Well, she certainly had a way of saying things that were right. Titus, however, didn’t want to agree and admit it. He was feeling a bit stubborn today and he didn’t want to let some stranger have the upper hand of him getting to admit that he had been wrong.
“Oh, I should have asked if I could come into your home!” He offers softly after she describes what she often does. A soft smile touches his lips at his hint of sarcasm in response to her words moments ago. Titus then glances to the meadow around them, trying to depict the spring time picture she had painted for him. “I’m sure it’s pretty here,” he adds with a soft scoff, clearly telling he doesn’t care for such things. Titus isn’t really one to take the time to notice the details of the world around him. He finds it better to ravel in the bitterness of it all.
But even that has grown tiresome for him.
Her small laugh draws him back to her as she explains more about her fascination of flying. The warm feeling, he felt previously still lingers within his chest as she continues. Her enthusiasm for flying is something different. Flying was just a simple thing to him. It was part of life, and that pretty much is what flying always has been for Titus. But, she spoke with it like it was something else.
She steps forward, brushing her lips on his shoulder and beckons for him to follow her into the sky. The muddy stallion doesn’t move, instead, he watches her with awe and the happiness it brings her. She circles above him and the trees, calling out his name and telling him to join her.
Titus lets out a laugh. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” Then a large smile grows wide across his lips, and he can’t seem to take it off right now. But before he knows it, he is already making a run across the grass and unfolding his wings. The leaps up into the air, feeling the wind quickly take ahold of him and he is up in the air.
He quickly flies towards her, circling around her when he gets closer. “Alright, I’m here. Now what?” He asks, still holding that same smile from before.
son of rome and porcia
male, classic champagne appaloosa
ocelot-shifting, wings, immortality
male, classic champagne appaloosa
ocelot-shifting, wings, immortality
@[Graeme]
