Falls

Solomon sought refuge from his thoughts on the long swim from the Cove to the Crossing. As it often did, the rhythmic motion of simple physical exertion helped to detangle the various trains of thought that jostled for position in his mind. It allowed him to take a step back from his emotional attachments and consider the scenarios in an objective way that he struggled to maintain in the daylight hours. And while it did not make the answers any easier to obtain, they did come with less guilt beneath the velvet black than they ever would under the guileless blue.

For the majority of miles tonight, he worried most over his missing mares, knowing that he would not be there to protect them while they foaled. His heart ached for Cicek and the trauma she'd endured, and fretted over whether or not Feray would choose him in the end, or if her longtime lover would win, despite his ill treatment of her. His mind even lingered guiltily on Evren, and the tender moment they'd stolen for each other on the shores of the Forest. He did not love the Forest Queen - not in the way that he did Cicek and Feray and the others in his herd - but he hoped she and their child were well. He did not doubt her ability to take care of herself, but something bittersweet twisted in his heart each time he thought of the child she would raise without him.

Largely oblivious to the world around him during these moments of quiet introspection, Solomon nearly missed the dark-hued mare until he was almost upon her. She was nearly invisible in the low-light, save where the glimmers of starlight reflected off of the coffee-colored curves of her body. Surprise brought him up short, and for a long, almost-awkward moment, he simply stared, unsure if he should believe what he was seeing.

"Hello," he finally murmurs softly, his dark-rimmed ears flicking forward as he relaxed his tense posture into something more welcoming. "Can't sleep either?"

The lean tobiano chuckled softly before stepping forward into a more relaxed position across from the dark colored mare and tips his head briefly away to release the pressure on the stranger. Sighing softly, he rested a hind hoof on it's tip and turned his green gaze back to her. "There's something about the dark that's just more peaceful."

Solomon