PERSEPHONE

Persephone turned her head at the sound of someone approaching. Even before her eyes reached the mare, Persephone recognised the familiar cadence of Evren’s steps and the faintest identifying notes of her scent as they reached her nostrils. A smile played at her mouth, and she released a soft exhale of relaxed amusement as she felt her partner’s lips clip playfully around the sensitive tip of her ear.

“Me, escape?” she murmured into Evren’s skin as she nudged at her cheek in reply.

She pulled her head back so that her dark eyes could seek Evren’s gaze. Her lips curled into a tight smile.

“Never.”

She fell into step beside Evren. Though her greeting seemed warm enough, she knew that her partner had been struggling as of late. Arkana’s unexpected pregnancy had been difficult for her, and the resulting incident with the child even more heart-breaking. Persephone had done her best to remain strong, to put her own feelings aside and be there for Evren, but it was not easy, and she could sense, in the quiet moments when they were alone together, that there was more yet to be said.

“What’s troubling you?”

all of your demons will wither away

mixed, bay varnish roan, 14.3hh