The scent of the stallion fills her nose before she ever sees him. Turning her head, her blue eyes watch as he parts from the trees and shadows, as if he were made from them, only exposing himself so she can see him. His coat had grown lighter with grey since she had last saw him, and his boyish features had hardened into a man’s. Even the tone he spoke with, despite it being raised in anger, sounded like a stallion. Xiomara finds herself tracing her blue eyes along his face, and the arch of his neck like she were in a trance. Perhaps shock was all she could truly feel in this moment, as he was nothing she had been expecting him to be.


As the hear of her body continued to rage on, and her flesh ached for the touch of violence, Xiomara could not help but lunge for the stallion. She became deaf to his words, her ears lacing back into her tangled unkept mane. Her teeth clamping hold of the crest of his neck, while her chest collided with his shoulder. A squeal ripped free of her lips as she released her hold, the taste of him still on her tongue and the warmth still on her skin as she returned to the ground from her half reared position. As he attacked in return, his pent up fury and need laid upon her like a fire consumes the forest. It burned with such passion she nearly moaned for more.


As Xiomara blinked her eyes, the roan mare found she had only been day dreaming. She was still staring at him, her hooves rooted in place while his lip gave a quiver. “Why not here?” she asked, her voice low and barely holding back the moan from her vision. “Do you wish to take it back?” she could not help but ask, though did not specify what she meant. To take back his love? To take back the knowledge of this place? To take back any idea he ever had with her in it? Xiomara wished she could take back time. To enjoy the little things, like she indulged in a good run through the snow when Ironclad had barely even been weaned. But it was too late for that now. And she was fully reminded by hardened features the stallion looking back at her.