Encantador said he would take care of it, and she trusted his word, indicating her approval with a brief dip of her head. As long as one of them was taking steps to reunite their family —for good, she hoped— then the other could focus on other tasks. This was how a competent team worked: each did their share of the work and trusted that the other would hold up their end of things.
"Of course," she replied. How interesting that she had come to the Desert today for a brief glimpse of the land she longed for, with no intent of staying, and now she was suddenly settled. It felt good to be home. Better still to have a land and horses to share it with that she could call home. The seer was growing tired of wandering. She wanted to be surrounded by those she loved and journey through life with the two of them— and perhaps more, later, if Dany chose to carry another foal or two and other mares joined their modest band.
Her dark gaze flicked to the approaching storm and she wondered if the rain would truly reach their land or if the wet air that blew before it was only teasing them. Desert weather could be frustrating and unpredictable. "I will go seek them out now," she informed Encantador. "Give Dany my regards when you see her." And with another nod, an acknowledgment of her equal, El Aran strode past the dun stallion and into the Desert to make good on her word.
Aşk's eighth eye
♥ Uforia
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