She craves his dark lips against her chestnut pelt, to feel his warm breath against her delicately curved nape, yet she holds back. Their touch was electrifying for the brief moment that it had happened yet again reality set in, a reminder of their past. Her honey colored eyes see the joy in his smile as she tells him that she wants to stay, but it was short lived as his face falls solemn as he too remembers what had happened in the past years. Of course not. She feels her heart burst with pure joy as he informs her that he doesn't want her to leave, he wants her here. Nothing would make me happier than to have you here

"Oh Orhan." She gasps. For one single moment, since the time she had set hoof on the Lost Islands, that she actually belonged. "I have always wanted to be here." She says without a single hesitation. She had, from the moment she had met him. She had craved for the Desert, for him. A smile touches her dark lips and lights up her delicate features, her honey eyes drink up the masculine features of his face.

Just as he was about to brush his lips against her skin, she aches for his touch, and is quite disappointed when a pale stallion interrupts them. A'idah's ears slip backwards for a brief moment to show her distaste in his apparent lack of timing, before she pushes them forward to greet him. Father She swivels her delicate crown back and forth between the two, their features glaringly apparent. She raises her delicate head higher on her curved nape, looking down her slender nose at him as his eyes slide over her body. She bites her tongue to keep from spitting out something that she would regret later, and places a welcoming smile on her dark lips instead.

A'idah steps closer to Orhan until she feels his heat radiating from his body. "Yes, old nags." She laughs lightly as she touches her dark nose to Orhan's shoulder.