02-22-2018, 04:30 PM
As the dark stallion breaks through the surface of the waves, his name is there, shill and loud, surrounding him and pulling him onto the beach. A slurry of brine, ash, and dirt cascade from his pelt to pool in the divots his hoves have created in the sand. He blinks hard to clear the salty water from his eyes, but he knows who it is even before his vision steadies.
"Amorette," he coughs, the word unexpectedly catching in the raw tissue of his esophagus as she breaks past their usual margin of personal space. Yet he doesn't push her away or step back, her touch distracts him from the burning he feels inside."It's nothing. Nothing, I was just trying to cool down," he lies as his teeth grind together roughly to end his sentence. Instead, it is the slight embarrassment shoves aside for he feels somehow that it is right that Amore has found him now. The kind mare, the healer, the faithful.
His opposite.
He wonders if he should tell her why he had been gone so long, not because he owes her that - because maybe it would be nice not to hold it all inside for once. But he decides to remain silent on that matter for now - after all his last encounter had left him burnt.
The damage Ceara had done to him was more than she knew. His sister had heated him from the inside with magic, but the physical damage she had done was only half of the pain he was experiencing. The punishment she had dealt him had been harsh, yet even now he does not know where her newfound powers and healed scars had come from - their conversation had been far from healthy and open. He had left in a storm of emotions when he had come to make amends, he had given her an apology but now he felt as if he were the one who was wronged.
So as Amore rushes into him he does not resist her soothing touch, but still him mind lingers on the one who caused him the searing pain which will not go. "Ceara," he asks, his voice grating, "has she come back? Have you seen her?"
Levi
so scream you, out from behind the bitter ache.