[private] but its wonderful to see that it never phased you

[Cheri]

The light that meets the dark

By the rugged looks of him, Tarian was not a stallion who enjoyed entertaining mares like Cheri. He was ashen gray around the muzzle and lightly the same color around his intrepid, crystalline blue eyes, while the rest of his skin (that being the parts left unmarked by old scars) was pale white, like the color of Beqanna’s largest moon. He was a pegasus as well, and Cheri wondered if he enjoyed a good long flight with such an impressive wingspan. She was winged like a songbird: meant to hover and flit, coasting on good breezes when they carried her along.

Most of all, he was curt.

She watched him from the corner of her eye as he passed by, appreciative that he hadn’t sprayed her with his hefty shaking, and had expected him to be on his way. He’d given her instruction and seemed like the busy type - not really a kind of horse who’d go out of their way to help a young fledgling like herself - and so it surprised her when he proved her theory wrong.

“Oh, yea. Sure.” Cheri accepted his offer, twisting around stiffly to follow in his tracks. She was still a bit fuzzy-headed this morning. “Thanks.” She remembered at the last second.

After a few dozen paces or so of the quiet, Cheri spoke up again. “So how long have you been in Loess for, Tarian?” The demure appy asked of him curiously.

@[Tarian] sorry for the wait Blame Jeje & Kuna