-Adria-
At first everything about her might seem perfect from far away. She’s standing at the shady edge of the jungle, her mane tumbling down her shoulders and nose, just staring out into the bright sun and down at the beast who’d come ashore. Adria has no idea it’s Jakub. In fact, she worries about what this strange horse has come for, swimming on heavy feet past the tropical blue and out onto the sand. He seems so imposing and large, ferocious with his horns but somehow familiar with those blue eyes.
“Jakub?...” She finally guesses when his scent wafts over her.
Adria can’t be sure but the more she stares into his eyes and the closer she gets, the more it seems like the same stallion she’d met on Tephra. This close though he could probably see that neither of them were the same as before.
Adria is actually pregnant. Hard to notice from a distance but it’s there: the slight swell of her belly and the swing in her hips. She’s probably a few days away from dropping her foal.
“Is it really you?” She wants to know, entirely forgetting the state she’s in. A few jungle flowers tumble loose from her mane and fall to the ground. Her bright eyes can’t seem to make sense of the horns and the tail, or the way his own feet are shaped.
Oh my love, don't forsake me; Take what the water gave me
@[Jakub]