Meadow

His bold trip to the commons, his embarrassing trip down memory lane in the falls, and now his future would depend on this chance meeting in the meadow. The champagne stallion walks the length of the field until he comes upon a lone daisy set apart from the rest of its cluster. Honey eyes roam to the herd of daisies that group together not far away, but far enough that this one seems to be alone. A name comes to his thoughts, but he doesn't dare utter it. The wounds from his battle were healed, but he still remembers them like it was just yesterday. He still remembers the feeling of the first time that stallion's teeth held his flesh. Requiem was unable to defeat him.

He should learn to be happy with what life has given him rather than what it has taken. He was a father of three beautiful girls and once again a lead stallion of his own piece of land. He had a loyal mare in Nampeyo and he was getting to know his most recent herd members, Osceola. He had much to learn about the blue roan mare and he should be thankful for this opportunity. So why isn't he? His heart still feels like it was being torn from his chest over and over again. There was something unfinished, something not yet done. He couldn't move forward unless he knew where his past lovers stood.

Tavas...did she still love him? Did she ever? And what of Evie? Was she was happy as she hoped to be with Ruger? The tiny bits of hope that maybe he still stood a chance with them lingers.

After deciding there was nothing left in the meadow for him to discover, Requiem walks towards the shoreline. This is where he sees her. The air escapes from his lungs and his face goes white. His legs began towards her at a slow pace, but they quickly turn into a hasty gallop. He reaches her quickly but nearly collapses at her hooves. His shoulder rise and fall with every heavy breath on his lips. The color begins to return to his features just before his lips part. "Tavas I promised you..." The words sputter from his lips unevenly as he tries to explain himself to her. "I couldn't keep my promise." His head lowers in an act of shame. "I cannot win you back." This was all he could think about at this moment. Not his love for her, not the passionate embrace they shared on the Ridge, but his failure to keep his promise.

gold cream champagene | stallion | five | mutt | 15.1hh | cove lead | warsaw x elisif