Posted on February 18, 2020 at 10:56:22 PM by TAVAS
And the cold lonely air. On the rock restless seas. She feels warmly at ease in the grullo stallion's company now, butterflies running rampant in her stomach as they stand so close to one another after a few gentle and innocent embraces. But her facade morphs into something that resembles more concern when their conversation shifts to Warsaw and the looming war. Tavas was silently grateful that Bjorn was able to come to his own conclusions about his part in this war. She admires him for it. But still, Warsaw was not an enemy to ignore. Bjorn's demeanor changes now, and he stands strong in front her, more stoic than before. A wry grin finds its way to her lips as she studies him now, standing proudly with his chest puffed out. He sure played the part of a "knight in shining armor" well. So the palomino mare merely bobs her head in acknowledgement of his great experience and wisdom. She believes in him, and she hopes he knows it. "It really means a lot to me." She finally speaks, her gold-flecked eyes searching his now. "That you're letting me go visit my mother." She reaches out with her muzzle to drape along the curve of his muscular neck once more, and sighs. "I promise I won't be away for long." T A V A S Palomino | Mare | Vita Nova x Nephilim | 15h | Photo © Carina Mailwald |©Vinyl |
