Falls

DEDICATE YOUR LIFE TO TRUTH.

Time slowly drifted away like a breathless melody. The semblance of time was lost on the red dun as the moon continued to bathe him in her light. He was content to just enjoy the winter silence when the sound of hooves entered his ears. Nahawi slowly came awake from his almost drunken stupor when the scent of mare wafted through his nostrils. He didn't entirely believe one would come his direction with the lagoon scent lingering upon his frame, but would accept company no matter the gender.


Turning his now open blue eyes onto the lithe bay mare, Nahawi faintly chuckled and flicked his tail to brush off the light dusting of snow on his hocks. “I certainly am.” Was his gentle reply, his ears perking as he faintly reached out his nose towards her. Nahawi was kind to a fault as he waited for her to exchange breaths if she wished before once again turning to face the moon. “My name is Nahawi. It's nice to meet another that wanders under the moon.” Nahawi had always been wild, but he hadn't grown the anger other stallions did with being pushed by life. He lived with the thought of always keeping himself in check and seeking the truth to his own words.


“May I get your name?” Looking at the mare, Nahawi gave her a dip of his head. It was her decision if she wished to speak more, but he did hope she would.