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“Ah, Luthien,” he says, and to Arkana’s ears he speaks with all the knowledge and wisdom of someone older: someone who has been everywhere and seen everything. Her heart flutters a little with the hope that he’s actually been on Luthien before, and that they might share something in common. Though he doesn’t reveal this in so many words, Arkana’s mismatched eyes brighten with curiosity when he mentions his tendency to wander, confirming her impression that he’s worldly and experienced. She nods her head eagerly, reining in the gaggle of questions that sit in her throat, ready to burst out.
“Yes, please! That would be amazing. My throat is so scratchy from all that sea water.” With a bright smile, Arkana follows Kaiju from the fading gold light of the sunset and into the shelter of the trees, doing her best to ignore the deep ache in her muscles with every stride. The lull in conversation sits heavily in the air, drawing heat into Arkana’s face as she suddenly becomes aware that she’s following an unfamiliar, extremely tall young stallion into strange territory, but thankfully it’s not long before she hears the tinkle of the stream. Arkana tries not to stare at him while she drinks, but her gaze keeps flitting back to him as she considers how her mother would kill her if she knew where Arkana was right now.
Droplets fall from her chin as she raises her head, and she parts her lips thoughtfully at Kaiju’s question. “Oh, um… I don’t know,” she says, shifting her weight and twisting one ear back. The thought of swimming back to Luthien in the dark is, quite frankly, terrifying. “My legs are still pretty tired… I might just stay here tonight. Would you… would you stay with me? I’m not sure I want to be alone.” Her eyes glimmer with hope. “Unless, I mean… you have somewhere you need to be?”
love-child of evren & shamwari
yearling; mutt; bay tobiano; 15.3hh wfg |