07-29-2017, 08:01 PM
if there's a light at the end, it's just the sun in your eyes
His glittering eyes lock with Tang's for the smallest of moments, but he can still see in her what he can feel growing within himself. Hyaline, the sanctuary. He smiles at the painted mare proudly as she preens the young Fiato, bringing a question to Amet's mind that he hadn't considered before: why hadn't Tang ever had children? He guesses it has something to do with her wanderlust and her unfaltering free spirit. Children would mean that she need to remain in one place, anchored there no matter how she feels about the situation.
He knows it's not the time to pry, not when they have this bright-eyed girl to entertain, and so the dragon King tucks his question away for later and takes off after Tang with a skip in his step and their laughter on the wind. He looks over his plated shoulder, searching for the seal brown filly, trying to evade her playfully should she chase after him at all. The Akhal-Teke tosses his narrow head happily and, gleaming beneath the sunshine, streaks through the trees before looping back around and behind the pair, watching them lovingly with his bright amber eyes. There is a warmth in his chest that had been missing ever since the fire.
"You're not gunna let her get away from you, are you, Fiato?!" the dragon King calls to her, his speed increasing again to see if he can find a way to corner Tang into being tagged by the young filly.
Amet
@[Fiato] @[Tangerine]