03-28-2018, 09:31 PM
Djinni shakes the sand from her hide, a remnant of her earlier morning swim. It falls to the ground beneath her, the grey grains blending with the billions of others. The dusky pink mare stands out against the dull background with her rose gold features and gilted wings, but she does not mind.
She has always enjoyed attention in any form.
Each day is spent in Nerine, and in the last few months the dun mare feels she must have explored every inch of the seaside kingdom. Her cave is still her favorite, a place scooped clean by thousands of waves, filled with a variety of treasures that she has gathered. The piebald mare has always been a bit of a magpie, and she has found that this settling down business comes with the unexpected perk of a place to store her collection long term.
There aren't many other perks, so she does her best to enjoy what she can.
Walter crosses her mind, but she had left him only hours before in the dark of the night. Djinni has no true need of sleep, and while she enjoys the comfort of her lover beside her, there is no replacement for the sensation of the wind in her hair and sand beneath her feet.
She has always enjoyed attention in any form.
Each day is spent in Nerine, and in the last few months the dun mare feels she must have explored every inch of the seaside kingdom. Her cave is still her favorite, a place scooped clean by thousands of waves, filled with a variety of treasures that she has gathered. The piebald mare has always been a bit of a magpie, and she has found that this settling down business comes with the unexpected perk of a place to store her collection long term.
There aren't many other perks, so she does her best to enjoy what she can.
Walter crosses her mind, but she had left him only hours before in the dark of the night. Djinni has no true need of sleep, and while she enjoys the comfort of her lover beside her, there is no replacement for the sensation of the wind in her hair and sand beneath her feet.