Tornados from a butterfly's wing
She had slept so long, and yet it felt like perhaps she was sleeping still when Yan's voice broke through the quiet day. Her delicate head rose, unearthly eyes blinking first with doubt and then joyful recognition as the sun touched stallion neared.
She took a step toward him, then paused as the unwieldy sails of her new wings shifted too. With a grimace, she paused again. Blasted things would take some getting used to. That thought was quickly shoved to the back of her mind once Yanhua trotted up to stand besides her. The familiar warm glow of connectedness lit her up from inside to see him here again. To feel him, and know he truly felt her too.
It was that connection though that made her smile dim a shade when she felt the undercurrents of the caprine man's emotions. He was Happy to see her, yes. But something ate at the happiness from deep inside, and that worried her. Well. A topic for later, if he wanted to broach it. It had taken her a while, but Ama had finally learned not to speak of every feeling she came across.
With a vague nod, the petite mare reached up to press a light, welcoming kiss to his shaggy cheek. "I think you might have been," she laughed, a little uncertain. Yes, it seemed that time had passed. More than she'd realized. A soft pulse of Comfort echoed from her, an attempt to ease his mind. "You came back, though. That's what matters, isn't it?" She asked, no accusation in her voice. Simply pleased to be with her friend once more. He was the first to see her in this new way, and it seemed a fitting thing. She'd always felt that he'd been the first to truly see her as she was.
"Oh these, well." With a wobbly series of steps, she turned a circle before him. The wings fluttered like they had a mind of their own, catching the light on their irridescent scales. "Now you've seen what's new with me," she announced, tail whisking as she competed her turn. "What's new in your world, Yan? What marvels have you seen since we met last?" Her feet parked beneath her in a neat square, ears pricked with careful attention. What had she missed while she'd slept? And more importantly... She hoped he would share the weight on his heart. As well as hoped there was some way she could ease it, tired as she was.
...Amarine
@[Yanhua]