02-24-2021, 04:55 PM
The light that meets the dark
Cheri was finding Reave a colt of few words but plentiful actions. He had a quickness, a way of observing everything rapidly and acting just as fast so that Cheri could hardly keep up, but she enjoyed the pace of things. In the span of a single morning they'd moved immediately from introductions to adventure and then went straight to rule-breaking, no stops in between, and Cheri felt breathlessly excited at the idea of being whipped through an afternoon like a leaf on the wind.
What else was there to do? She could’ve stayed behind and been bored, which … yea, no. Cheri could’ve tried to convince him not to go any further also, as if Reave would’ve listened. She didn’t have any plans, except to return back before it got too dark outside, but that condition was hours away still. They had sunshine and some good vibes going; Cheri was happy enough to rear up and leap out into a galloping chase behind her cousin, rather than dwell on the several reasons she could think of not to wander into a Kingdom’s land.
The air was just crisp enough outside; the perfect temperature despite the season. It felt good against Cheri’s fur while she ran, and covered up the sound of her rolling hoofbeats when she flicked her ears back-and-forth. Little did she know that this day would be one of the last beautiful ones, but perhaps that made the moment even sweeter - its incorruptability couldn’t be tarnished by the future or the past. There was only this moment: a memory of the day she left Taiga with Reave to see the hot springs. Cheri lifted her nose to the sun and smiled, right as they came to a stop near the waters.
She followed her friend down a rabbit’s path through the joshua trees, scattering pebbles and rocks left and right. The grit and sandy clay felt surprisingly good, very firm, not like the spongy loam throughout Taiga that muffled a horse’s steps. The black filly tucked her wings closer to her sides and nibbled around as she walked, curious about the sharp tastes that bit her tongue. It wasn’t until their hike scared a few birds from their nest that Cheri finally looked up to see the quiet lip of the bathing pool, and she halted hesitantly at Reave’s hip, looking between her mischievous family member and the steaming water as he talked.
“If they’re anything like this one, they might be worth sticking around for.” Cheri shot back, not one to be upbraided. She laughed, however, revealing a forgiving nature underneath the wittiness. Reave could comfortably tease her; Cheri had a twin brother, after all. “Is it safe to swim in?” She asked, sliding past him.
What else was there to do? She could’ve stayed behind and been bored, which … yea, no. Cheri could’ve tried to convince him not to go any further also, as if Reave would’ve listened. She didn’t have any plans, except to return back before it got too dark outside, but that condition was hours away still. They had sunshine and some good vibes going; Cheri was happy enough to rear up and leap out into a galloping chase behind her cousin, rather than dwell on the several reasons she could think of not to wander into a Kingdom’s land.
The air was just crisp enough outside; the perfect temperature despite the season. It felt good against Cheri’s fur while she ran, and covered up the sound of her rolling hoofbeats when she flicked her ears back-and-forth. Little did she know that this day would be one of the last beautiful ones, but perhaps that made the moment even sweeter - its incorruptability couldn’t be tarnished by the future or the past. There was only this moment: a memory of the day she left Taiga with Reave to see the hot springs. Cheri lifted her nose to the sun and smiled, right as they came to a stop near the waters.
She followed her friend down a rabbit’s path through the joshua trees, scattering pebbles and rocks left and right. The grit and sandy clay felt surprisingly good, very firm, not like the spongy loam throughout Taiga that muffled a horse’s steps. The black filly tucked her wings closer to her sides and nibbled around as she walked, curious about the sharp tastes that bit her tongue. It wasn’t until their hike scared a few birds from their nest that Cheri finally looked up to see the quiet lip of the bathing pool, and she halted hesitantly at Reave’s hip, looking between her mischievous family member and the steaming water as he talked.
“If they’re anything like this one, they might be worth sticking around for.” Cheri shot back, not one to be upbraided. She laughed, however, revealing a forgiving nature underneath the wittiness. Reave could comfortably tease her; Cheri had a twin brother, after all. “Is it safe to swim in?” She asked, sliding past him.
@[Reave]