It had only taken a few minutes for the mare to disappear into the shade of the forest from the beach. The low forest edge came closer here to the shoreline than in some other places. It was to her benefit, she supposed. Even though she was coming here with good intentions, it still bothered Dirge to wander so openly in an occupied territory. There was no way for her to know what kind of horses lived here and if they would be welcoming to her.
It didn't take long at all for her to find him, or rather for him to find her. The warmth from the summer sun had hardly cooled on her back when the fronds parted, revealing his form to the mare. Her name came forth from his lips. Some surprise made its way onto her face upon hearing it. Part of her had anticipated him forgetting her altogether, but he obviously hadn't. Guilt's tendrils latched onto her. Had he been waiting for her and the baby he'd sired to come home to him?
"It's good to see you. What brings you here?" For a moment, Dirge cannot form words. What had she even decided she would say to him? Her lips moved soundlessly before the black mare fully decided what to say. "I -" she hesitates, unsure yet again about coming. "I wanted to see you." The words haltingly come from her mouth as her determination weakens. "And apologize." She had to at least spit that before all her nerve vanished; at least then he would know that much.
