keep your dreams in check
The painted stranger is not particularly hopeful when he stands in the balmy island, his eyes concentrated on watching the ocean crash against the golden beaches, his smile hiding away behind his curiosity, his soul ready to ignite, ready to explore these new lands.
Though the man is patient, he will not allow his body to take control, to leap away from the sand and take flight, soaring into the sky above.
At the thought of the sky, Rouhi peers up into the bright blue, he had never tried to fly, usually just allowing his wings to decorate his sides, too terrified of what hid above the clouds.
But even he would have to find out one day, especially since he had so many to live through.
A strained and somewhat cautious voice rings back to him, his ears now curved toward the stranger, his stature arched over as he turns to face her, his thoughts returning from the sky, the image of patterned blue now changing to black and white, his head tilting toward the mare as he turns around properly to face her.
His hooves gently drape over the grains of damp gold as he takes a step forward, an arch appearing in his neck as he returns the greeting "Hello there" he allows a soft smile to pass along both corners of his muzzle, his eyes dimly lit as he halts gently, his legs softly sinking into the sand.
"I am Rouhi" his gentle voice seeps back into the hushed volume of land, his eyes fluttering for a moment. He wonders how many times he must have introduced himself by now, his desire to be with another at all times always driving him forward, creating an attachment to each soul he met, whether it was living or not.
The mare looks quite suspicious of him, quite rightly so, he was some random horse entering what was probably her homeland. But to Rouhi it seemed a little different, to him, it looked as if he was not meant to be here, unwanted, an outcast to those he yearned to meet.
The stallion takes another step forward, his legs languidly pacing forward "I hope I am not intruding" worry echoes in his voice, a hope spurring him on, hoping that he was here for a reason.
Rouhi