Ciri
“You’re bleeding.” The black stars in her eyes are starting to fade as she feels the soft touch of Basilica against her chest. Still wincing against the brightness of the Sun’s return, she pries her eyelids open and looks to see what she is doing. The gash across her chest throbs with the sudden pressure from her muzzle and Ciri grits her teeth in response, thinking this was just another nasty scar to add to the collection.
The pain starts to fade and with it returns her clarity as the skin begins to knit itself back together under her companions healing touch. She relaxes under the care of the other, looking out beneath her long lashes as the silver swirls of her eyes take in Basilica for the first time in the light. The mare had blended in well with the dark, touched with brushes of white that dust along her forehead and belly. She watches how the violet of her eyes concentrate on the wound, the way they focus with intensity.
A soft smile, uncertain but warm, falls on her own dark lips. “Thank you.” She murmurs and pauses as she catches something out of the corner of her eye. Looks at the delicate petals and buds entwined in the thickness of Basilica’s mane. “Your flowers are very pretty.” She finally manages, realizing with a flush of heat, that she had not been this close to another in a very long time. Let alone touched.
Suddenly taking on monsters in the dark seemed a less daunting task as she steps back the moment the mare’s healing retreats. Her gaze glances down at her chest, at the unmarked skin that lays where the wound had once been. A rarity of space amongst a ravaged canvas. “Where were you years ago?” She laughs lightly, a slight grin given as her swirling eyes come to meet her lilac ones.
all of time and space, everywhere and anywhere, every star that ever was
@[basilica] We appreciate the healing =D