I don't take back what I say; LAURA pony

[Astarielle]

this house is rust and wreckage, holding on by just a hope
but I believe in dust and magic and every word you ever wrote

He hides it, but not before she sees the anger, maybe even the smallest smidge of hurt in his eyes. The fire along his legs had distracted her, so by the time she looks back him she wonders if maybe she didn’t imagine it. “Only to go home. I can come back tomorrow.” She says matter-of-factly, her body wanting to stray closer to comfort but she cannot. His face says not too. The way his body is held stiffly, the way his eyes don’t quite meet her own any more.

She sighs, daring to reach forwards anyways and press her lips against his cheek. “Just because I have to go home doesn’t mean I’ll stop being your friend, Cleave. It doesn’t mean that I will forget about you.” She draws back into herself, the colors of her coat fading back into the white and orange dappled coat she was born with.

She is quiet, contemplative with eyes that study his profile. She releases a breath of air, softer than a sigh. “You’re right. But I also care about you. So I will find you again Cleave.” And with that she turns, letting him sulk. After all, she knew where he lived now, even if she wasn’t sure where in the Forest he roamed. Determination lights her eyes as she leaves him, but only for a while.

Astarielle

@[cleave] hahaha it's okay. Maybe a good time to start a new one? I can throw one up in Taiga soon