03-29-2018, 04:01 PM
we are crooked souls trying to stay up straight
Her words are few, but they are enough.Enough to bring him to life once more, to rekindle the dimness that resides within the darkest parts of his heart. It is all he needed to hear - and though it does not suddenly make the crown any less of a burden, he feels a certainty that could only be brought by Tangerine herself. A certainty that everything will be okay, despite the turbulence he finds himself in as the Overseer - his heart is torn, and perhaps always will be. But here, in this moment, where she sees him for who he truly is (a raw, gentle moment), he feels whole.
Her lips carefully press against his closed eyes, and he stirs beneath the warmth of her touch as it electrifies him. She says his name differently this time - the weight of her voice is lighter, and he curiously opens his eyes to meet the honey-gold of her irises. His voice hums in his throat as he replies with a soft hm? but when the bay stallion’s eyes adjust and look deeply into hers, he knows that there is something she needs to tell him, and his heart trembles.
A smile finds the corners of his mouth, and he brings her closer to him with a curl of his neck around hers, her gentle laugh reverberating in his ears. He closes his eyes and imagines her - a daughter, with her own wings to match his. It is almost unfair that Tangerine has already seen their daughter in her dreams! “Another one,” he repeats with a warm chuckle, smiling into Tangerine’s skin. “You - and our daughter, our family - will always remind me of who I am. I love you.” He presses a tender kiss to the corner of her ivory lips, eyes wide with adoration.
Beneath the warmth of the volcano and the thick moisture of their stone grotto, Warrick is stirred awake by a sharp cry. He starts, with a gasp caught in his throat and his eyes searching desperately for her form within the darkness of the underground cavern, lit only by the slow moving lava that trickles through its smooth rock. Their eyes meet and immediately he knows - but her voice (wild and beautiful) confirms it.
She’s here.
The winged stallion follows her obediently out into the stillness of the night, illuminated with winking starlight and the gentle glow of the brewing mountain that stands tall above them. The air is sweltering, much like it had been within their cave, but the sea breeze brings with it a cooling effect - tinged with salt in its touch as Warrick feels it brush against his skin. He flutters his wings at his sides (a nervous habit, to set them aright), a soft snort leaving his navy nostrils as they begin to walk.
It is not long before the pain brings her to the ground, and though concern fills his eyes, he trusts Tangerine and her natural instinct - parting from her at times to give her room to breathe, then returning to huff gentle breaths against her sweat-stained skin, hushed whispers of encouragement leaving his cobalt lips. Soon, Tangerine’s legs curl beneath her so that she may turn to glance behind her, and Warrick’s sparkling blue gaze follows.
He is met with the brilliance of gold - shining bright even in the darkness of night. His face softens as concern washes away and is replaced with a breathless smile, his eyes wide and curious and amazed all at the same time. The darkness of the filly’s legs match the same navy of Warrick’s own, as well as the tiny tips of her ears and her velveteen mouth. Small wings are tucked carefully to her withers, frail and wet. Warrick smiles and feels as though his heart may burst from his chest. His daughter is beautiful - their little sparrow.
“Marble,” he repeats Tangerine, his voice breathless. His wild woman rises (not without a tender kiss to their daughter’s forehead), and he stretches towards her so that they are cheek to cheek, looking down at the tiny child at their hooves. “She is beautiful, just as you are,” he murmurs, planting gentle kisses across Tangerine’s ivory and golden face, before lowering his own and tenderly nosing their daughter’s muzzle with the same indigo of his own.
Warrick
@[jenger] @[Tangerine]
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