She has turned towards the sea, watching as the waves as they moved, crashing against the shore. It relaxes her, the sounds of the ocean as it flows and ebbs and slides around her legs. She takes a long look down, smiling a small soft smile as she realizes that it had drawn her in before when she hadn’t even realized she had moved. The water was ice around her legs now that she did notice it. It was still nice even when it felt like pins and needles against her legs.
She had thought of him of course. But she had been sure that she had been forgotten, too easily cast aside and forgotten unless she was needed to be used, so her father had taught her. Even if her mother had done everything she could to keep her safe, to make her grow strong.
She sighs, losts in her thoughts of him and the ocean as it slide against the sand. So she doesn’t hear him, until he greets her and then she stills. Her body tensing in fear and her eyes automatically finding themselves looking at the millions of grains of sand beneath her hooves. She slides a look at him from the corner of her eyes, looking through long dusty eyelashes.
“You...you were waiting for me?” She says softly, hesitantly, and is too surprised by the touching of his nose against her own to react. Warmth spreads through her body, centering around where his nose had been and she almost, almost meets his gaze. “I did not think anyone would miss me.” Her voice is still soft, almost lost amongst the waves, and shy as it slips past her lips. She manages glances up at him, looking at everything but his eyes, allowing her eyes to roam down the line of his back to the arch of his neck.
Another small sigh of appreciation. Her nose extending just a bit more so the contact was more than the featherlight brushes against one another.
@[Sviko]
She had thought of him of course. But she had been sure that she had been forgotten, too easily cast aside and forgotten unless she was needed to be used, so her father had taught her. Even if her mother had done everything she could to keep her safe, to make her grow strong.
She sighs, losts in her thoughts of him and the ocean as it slide against the sand. So she doesn’t hear him, until he greets her and then she stills. Her body tensing in fear and her eyes automatically finding themselves looking at the millions of grains of sand beneath her hooves. She slides a look at him from the corner of her eyes, looking through long dusty eyelashes.
“You...you were waiting for me?” She says softly, hesitantly, and is too surprised by the touching of his nose against her own to react. Warmth spreads through her body, centering around where his nose had been and she almost, almost meets his gaze. “I did not think anyone would miss me.” Her voice is still soft, almost lost amongst the waves, and shy as it slips past her lips. She manages glances up at him, looking at everything but his eyes, allowing her eyes to roam down the line of his back to the arch of his neck.
Another small sigh of appreciation. Her nose extending just a bit more so the contact was more than the featherlight brushes against one another.
@[Sviko]