The familiar scent of the little black mare overtakes the dull thud of her approach and I swiftly turn my crown in her direction. The doe has been absent since accepting my invitation and at first I had feared the worst; the bulky brute that stole Dogun’s mares had now returned for mine. My concerns urged me to search for the girl and much to my relief, I soon found her exploring the Inlets many shadows seemingly oblivious to the threats that lay just beyond the borders. I had kept my eye on her in the coming days, positioning myself downwind and out of sight ensuring I was far enough away to go unnoticed but close enough to hear should she call.
Her inky coat in contrast to the white, snowy ground and her friendly whinny clashing with the silence I am now used to, I turn towards her. Not wanting to let on that I have been tailing her, I try to appear genuinely surprised by her presence.
You had me a little worried I casually say as I make tracks towards her
I thought the cold weather might have scared you off for good. I come to a stand before her, but remembering the way I had felt when staring into her pale blue eyes, I daren’t hold her gaze for more than a moment at a time. Instead, I bravely break the barrier between us by reaching out my maw to nip playfully at her cheek.
The Inlet looks good on you I say as I run my dark eyes along her body, noting the heathy weight to her coat and the nicely plump shell beneath it.
Good to see. My eyes rest on hers and for a moment the shrub around me falls silent, my heart suddenly feels too heavy for my chest and I feel somehow out of place. Although I want to stare deep into her baby blues until I have every inch of them memorised, I divert my gaze to our surrounds which seem to have suddenly sprung back into life.
So, what do you think? I fumble for something off topic, though my cool tone reveals nothing of my inner thoughts.
OOC// Lack of time + lack of muse = Crapola post *offers cookie* forgive me …bleh >.<
Darius
THERE IS NO TURNING BACK