give me darkness when I'm dreaming; Posted on February 6, 2025 at 04:22:55 AM by Arroyo
Rain falls gently, misting in great clouds off of the towering sentinel trees. Petrichor lifts into the air, rich and earthy. Arroyo hadn't realized how much he missed the jungle rain.
The sea is quiet, pacified by the pale gray sky. The red dun walks along the beach, enjoying the soft pricking of rain against his skin. Droplets bead in his mane frosting the fire red of it a shade paler. He snorts at a stray bead that tickles his nose.
The day holds a steady, heavy calm Arroyo has not felt in some time. Even the stranger's feminine call does not rouse his suspicions.
Arroyo calls back, his voice mingling with the gray hush of the rain.
He finds her not long after waiting on the beach. Her grulla coat matches the soft rain, but as the red dun draws closer, her green eyes hold him. Jungle eyes. But they hold no malice.
"Hello," he offers "My name is Arroyo. This is the Ridge." He gestures to the jungle. The green eyed mare Seems familar to him, but he can't quite place her. He is certain theyve never met before. He would remember those eyes.
"Would you like to get out of the rain?" he asks, and the huffs a quiet laugh. "Or, at least, kinda out of the rain?" He looks for a moment at the dripping trees and then back to her with an apologetic shrug. Replies: