I open at the close Posted on August 1, 2023 at 11:49:30 PM by Romaro
Romaro's tall frame stood gracefully in the peaceful meadows, his bay dun coat glistening under the gentle touch of the morning sun. His mane, a flowing river of ebony, danced with the breeze as he grazed contentedly on the sweet grass, his blue eyes reflecting a sense of tranquility.
As Romaro dipped his head to take another mouthful of grass, his ears pricked up at the sound of a distant snort, followed by the rhythmic thumping of approaching hooves. Curiosity piqued, he lifted his head, his gaze scanning the horizon in search of the source of the sound. And there she was, a chestnut mare with a determined stride, her chestnut coat shimmering in the light.
Intrigued by the mare's presence, Romaro watched as she cautiously approached him. A respect for her space and boundaries filled his actions, as he understood the importance of trust and patience when establishing a connection. With a gentle flick of his ears and a soft nicker, he conveyed his intention to be a companion, someone who could share the journey ahead.
With a graceful step forward, Romaro closed the distance between them, but maintained a respectful distance, allowing the mare to feel comfortable in his presence. His eyes met hers, filled with warmth and genuine interest. He recognized the longing for companionship that mirrored his own, and he hoped he could provide the silent presence she desired.
Lowering his head in a subtle gesture of introduction, Romaro spoke softly, his voice carrying a soothing timbre. "Greetings, beautiful lady of the meadow. I am Romaro, sub-leader of the Shore," he said, his words carrying both a gentle charm and a humble sincerity. "I couldn't help but notice the solitude in your gaze, and I find myself yearning for company as well. Care to join me?" he asked, his voice laced with respect and understanding. Replies: