It had been so long since Dixon had set foot in the Falls. He missed it terribly - it was one of his favorite places to visit. The view at night was particularly spectacular. Tonight, he found himself loitering by the main waterfall, lurking amongst the pines that surrounded the large pool of water. He stared idly up at the moon, watching the stars twinkle above him. The area was quiet tonight, he had yet to run into anyone else. So when he heard the wet sound of hooves in mud, he shifted his gaze towards the offending figure, and the sight of them makes him wonder if he’s seeing things. No, no, she’s real, and she’s there.
His heart stops for a split second as he drinks in the sight of her with hungry eyes. She is still so beautiful, so pristine… so pure. He wonders if she’s found another yet, another lover to replace Lyden, and him. Even though he was never officially her lover, and she never belonged to him. She was - is - something to him, an almost lover, his favorite ‘what if’, his best ‘I’ll never know.’ Maybe, though, just maybe he wouldn’t have to wonder anymore, what it would be like to be close to her. His heart sped up at the thought.
Stepping forward, Dixon approaches her carefully. The mud squelches beneath the weight of his hooves. He reaches out towards her, ears forward and eyes full of some emotion he couldn’t find a name for. “Cae…” he murmurs, stopping before he could reach out to touch her. “S’really you… oh, gods, I… m’sorry. M’sorry I left ya.” He feels like he wants to cry, but he bites back any feeling. His eyes briefly roam over her belly - she is not pregnant, clearly, her belly is not swollen with the foal of another. That’s a relief, at least.
((look at me sneaking Fall Out Boy lyrics into my posts ;D))
ten. mustang x nokota. solid black.
of the ridge. father to zahra. pippa.