Pink nostrils quiver with each breath, she can smell the mud, the sweet scent of the falls, and Dixon? She does not dare to move a muscle, or to even close her eyes. She is frozen in fear, a fear that crawls from deep within her belly. The fear, that she was losing her mind. Now, her mind was letting her smell his musk, to even hear his hooves in the mud.
It could not be possible, he was gone. They all were gone. Everyone, she has ever known has abandoned her here. Her own silent hell, a punishment for all of the wrongs she has done. Then his voice whispers, and a chill runs the length of her spine. His lips whisper her name, his voice fills the night. She closes her eyes, and fights back the tears that threaten to spill onto her cheeks. "Your not real." She pauses, and swallows hard. "Your gone. Everyone is gone...Except me."
She opens her eyes. There he stood, the moon's glow touching his midnight pelt. "Dixon?" She manages to squeak out. "Is it really you?" She steps towards him, and reaches her pink nose out to bump his. His scent floods her senses, and her fear melts away. She takes another step forward until her pink lips find his muscled shoulder, she lets it rest there and just breathes his scent in. "I never thought I would see you again." Her heart quickens in her chest.
As the silence spreads between them, she takes in this moment. She sighs, then pivots until she has pressed her body up against his. She can feel his thick muscle beneath his midnight pelt. "Where did you go?" Her crystal blue eyes settle on him.
Perlino Dun - Akhal Teke Mutt - 5 years old - Homeless