10-19-2018, 09:33 PM
No one asks him if anyone will come.
Not a single friend or something more.
He tells himself he doesn’t mind because he doesn’t put himself out there. How could he since that night they snuck away to the lake? Just the three of them, together. Except that something had gone wrong the moment he’d hit the water and he’d fled from even his siblings.
Sviko kept to himself. Told himself Koko was a stupid nickname for a baby and he wasn’t a baby any more. He was all knees and nerves, and rarely left the corner of the cave they occupied no matter how hard they poked and prodded him to. They didn’t understand and he couldn’t expect them to. So he withdrew into himself.
Withdrew as much as he could since his brother had pestered him to no end about their sister’s party. Sviko felt a certain amount of obligation to at least attend even if for a brief moment before he could disappear, certain the neither sibling would care or even miss him. If not for that familial bond tugging at him, he wouldn’t have gone but he found himself going anyway.
The beach lies ahead, as do the bodies of Will and Rhae. He’s certain he’d recognize them even if he was blind - their bodies beckoned to his, and he inhaled the mix of tide and their particular scents. Will’s boyfriend was already there. So was the filly that she teased Rhae about endlessly. He felt like a third wheel and scuffed the sand with his hoof as he mutters hello to all of them.
The slits on his neck open and flutter. They know water is near and he feels an itch in his lungs to be beneath it where breathing there is almost as good as breathing air. He begins to drift towards the sea...
ooc: poopy but a start and I figured he’d be all angst over his newfound gills lol