The Lost Islands
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Meadow

Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

do i look like a scoundrel to you?


There is no denying how the air charges around them as he moves towards her, his intent to break the winds fierceness though as she looks back up towards him that thought is far from his mind. Her eyes wide, catching the moonlight reflected off fresh snow so that they sparkled like the stars above. Despite the fierce chill of the air a distinct heat bloomed in his chest as he watched her from such a close vantage point. Her fleeting gaze dances away again so quickly but still he wait patiently for her to respond how she will, her unease easy to discern and so he did not press the matter until she saw fit to divulge her thoughts further.

Instead the large stallion focused on what he could do for her, noticing that even with his new position how her slender body still shivered with such drastic change from the temperatures she was accustomed to. The choice he left to her, though she may not be any more familiar with the common lands than he had become, but he felt a certain importance in her answer. As if knowing where she wanted to go would reveal something about her and how he so desired to know everything about her.

His broad head nods in agreement at her reply, Of course.” His inky features softened for her alone as he slowly moves forward ensuring he stays beside her as that shield from the elements until they reach the nearby rock. The motion causing his near cobalt skin to brush gently against the burnished warmth of her own, that happenstance contact dancing like electricity when he was so lucky as for it to happen. The walk to that makeshift shelter taking little time as their footfalls trailed through the soft powder, though he enjoyed every moment by her side a different part of him was thrilled at the idea of sharing that enclosed space with her. He paused at the entrance between the two large slabs of rock that towered towards the sky, stepping to the side enough to allow her to enter first and take the most advantage of the wide crevasse before he stepped in beside her effectively closing the door on the shelter and using his body to block whatever wind might manage to enter.

Inside the noise of the storm outside softened as his eyes adjusted once more to the darkness within the cave, though the moon still leaked in enough to lightly coat them both with it’s soft light. “It isn’t much, but it should help.” Good humor in his voice as he peered at her in such close proximity. In the enclosed space the full force of her scent encompassed him, the fragrant floral notes that somehow clung to her despite the heart of winter was entrancing and all he could hope is that tonight wouldn’t be the last he was gifted to spend with her, protecting her in any way she needed him. There was so much more he wanted to know.

Aidoneus
stallion | seven | clydesdale | Black | seventeen.two HH
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