HORCRUX.
The world set aflame in colors and shades of reds and oranges contrasting against the dull blues of her skin, dull only to the lack of nourishment. Normally her pelt shined like the galaxy, a soft glow of the stars over darkened dapples. In some places so dark as to look black against the crisp white of her neck and face. Her ears moved as he spoke, trying to read his reaction witch gracious acceptation from the king. The sun was reaching it end, and so had Horcrux as the ruler of this alliance, she may have pulled it from the its dark decrepit depth, the ancestors speaking to her of its glory, but it was him who see it through in the future. The sun would set, and to some turn into something completely opposite, the moon. Perhaps that is what she was now, the ever shining radiant king was now the sun and the fore front of attention, adoration, and demands of the alliance, but she the moon would follow the sun to offer what help and guidance she could. Some forget how important the moon truly was. Not that she had these thoughts, not Horcrux, she could not think of herself as anything other than unworthy at the moment. A sentiment she sensed he felt in her words but she carried on, not to dwell on it.
Guilt was eating her yes, sadness filling her heart with failure for the one thing she wished nothing more than to stunningly succeed at. These filling were something she knew she felt for a reason, a change in the wind you could say, feeling and the reaction to is how some learn to respond. She listened to his voice staring at his footsteps in comparison in the sand but she was beast herself. A mare with the height of a draft, a lean roman build that seemed unmatched to her size, delicate but sturdy like a tall oak when one would expect the girth of a redwood. He was no small beast himself however, not much smaller than herself. She followed listening to the calm tones and his words as he spoke. Her low head snagging a piece of tall grass that hadn't even realized she desired so much, molars masticated the grasses until mush in her mouth as she swallowed, eyes shut with delight as to look at her you think she forgot what food tasted like. She sighed heavily in the as dusk took over the day, when this was over she would would most likely eat all night, a small frown fell over er features when she remembered all good things in moderation. She shouldn't colic or founder on her first day home.
“A rare moment for you, seems like a lifetime of laziness for me”She chuckle a bit of her own dark humor.“Forgive my melancholy, these idle hooves have left me in a foul mood, a depression really I don't like not having anything to do, to focus on. It hurts my heart to see how I had left the alliance, but I did not want to risk spreading illness to the others.” She was blunt, she wasn't much one for foreplay, at least not right now as her stomach gurgled loudly from the small bits of food, she had eaten. She looked off to the grasses again, she couldn't wait, a small joy to see how well the valley had grown in her absence and to enjoy its bounties. Though perhaps also not to make eye contact while embarrassed, that could also be why she looked away.“I am glad to here you say you were doing your duty to your alliance, I am glad you were here for them,not many people understand the demands, dangers and threats that come with being the king. That is precisely what I wanted to talk about. I did not expect to be welcomed home so graciously in all honesty, and the duty you have taken on, its one I would like for you to continue... I.. I want to step down if I may, Your Grace.”She nodded her head“Also you have taken care of my alliance and my people, stop calling me Your Grace, You can call me Horcrux, Crux if you wish. I don't know if anyone is still loyal to me, what idle tongues have said or if anyone has given you gruff in my absence for assuming my position, but please what ever I can do to help your time as king, I will do, if you wish to continue.” She mused, “to aid you reign, Reign. From my heart I can not thank you enough for what you have done.”]She could feel in her heart a small swell of infatuation for the seeming superhero stallion who came so swiftly, not to her aid, but the alliance which is what truly mattered to her. The alliance like the child she did not have. It was just a flutter of a butterfly wing, it would soon pass.
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