NOW THAT I KNOW YOU SO WELL
Sometime over this summer season, Mako's fluttering little companion began to change.
Salem went from the delicate feather-white of a twittering dove to the oil-slick white of a glittering dragon. The changes came in short bursts: first a patch of scales where feathers once were, then leathery dragon wings, then the tiniest puff of smoke. One day, Mako awoke to the chittering excitement of a little dragon. Salem had hopped from one clawed foot to the other, proud of her new, fierce, little form. That was a morning of grins and giggles, with Salem capturing little mice and grinning to show off blood-soaked fangs. Mako won't soon forget this strange gift from the fairies, nor the rose-colored memories that followed.
But she was lonely, despite the renewed energy of her companion. Salem is often great company but when she is the only company the pair have, the conversation grows stale. After a few months of lonely wandering, the dragon drifted from Mako to find the feral reptiles rumored to be hidden in the highest mountains of Hyaline. The trips started as only a couple of days long, with Salem returning excited about the caves and brimstone and fierce predators. Soon, though, time stretched and--at least a week passed before Mako saw her friend again. Salem was remorseful, but the periwinkle mare couldn't resent the dragon for what only came naturally to her.
Just keep coming back, okay? is the last thing Mako had said to Salem before she'd winged off into the night.
That was two weeks ago and depressed isn't the right word for Mako's mood, but she is terribly lonely. When her spirits dip to their lowest, a gray sky rolls over her face and she is reminded of a sweet boy and his nervousness. From an ivy-draped cave opening, Mako watches the rain drift over a bright blue sky. As the first hesitant drops begin to fall, she pushes the greenery aside to reveal just a bit of her muzzle. There, rain finds her downward lips, and a gentle smile lifts.
@[Garett] well. that was sadder than i was expecting