Gale
this is going to break me clean in two --
this is going to bring me close to you
’You’re glowing’, she’d said, and in the moment Gale hadn’t known what she’d meant.
Only now, in the darkness of the first true night in years, does he understand.
While most of his body is a deep navy blue, he is slashed through with pale brindling. His injuries and wounds all grow back the same shade of pale cremello, and every bit of pale gold is glowing. Even a few streaks of his mane, torn out and grown back so pale a gold as to look white, now glow faintly in the dark summer air.
He feels incredibly visible, a strange and foreign sensation after years spent hiding from Monsters.
There is a way to dim the glow, he knows, but he has not yet mastered it. Instead, he moves like a strange striped beacon through the dark night air, drawing to a halt only when he sees a most remarkable phenomenon.
Light has been seen aplenty since the Eclipse ended, and Gale’s attributes are not the strangest he has seen since the light returned. He’s not seen anything like that though, where stars fall from the earth and surrounded a horse.
Curious, Gale turns from the path he’d been taking toward the Field, and heads toward the distant grey mare. He stops some distance away, but is careful to have made enough noise on his approach to warn her (as if his glowing would not give him away for sure).
He doesn’t say anything, but he does look at her quite curiously. His eyes are a shade of blue so bright as to seem nearly unnatural, and he rarely blinks. There are scars across her skin, reminding him of Mazikeen.
Gale smiles at the thought of her, and casually shakes out the white wings at his sides before refolding them. “I was almost hoping we would get a very long day to make up for all that darkness,” he says, gesturing up at the sky, and the distant stars. But then his attention returns to the stars that hover around her, and he gestures at them curiously.
“Have you always had those?” He asks curiously, “Or are they new?”
@[Ciri]
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