12-24-2017, 11:43 AM
like the sun swallowed up by the earth
“Never! Calling you old would only be an insult to myself as well!”He returns her banter with his own, a rumble of a laugh cascading up his throat and into the humid air, their muzzles meeting casually. His new role has seem to have brought many out from within the shadows of the volcano, and he is glad. His nights have been lonely, and the stallion always enjoys sharing conversation and stories with others. He wonders what Amorette has been up to, how life has been treating her since they had last seen each other (which had been entirely too long) and he stops himself from asking too many questions - the day is still young and she seems more than happy to continue to remain here beside him for the time being.
She feels her eyes on him - studying him, but in a way that is not judgemental - she is taking in the framework of his being, perhaps trying to see past the delightful blue of his eyes to see what really lies beneath. If she is successful, she will find his heart and mind battling each other, one fraught with the need for justice while the other is begging for the need of peace - a sanctuary is how he’s always seen Tephra, but certain events prior to his leadership leaves him wanting for justice, and to oblige to the rulers before him.
He had not been here, he reminds himself, he was gone with Tangerine in the Great Plains, so he cannot just swipe away things that happened in his absence. He must let Karaugh serve her time (peacefully, he thinks, for he knows nothing else of what has happened down within those caves) and then it will be done, and his heart will no longer be in conflict.
“You will do well,” he reassures her, “I have a feeling that you are a light within the darkness.” He smiles warmly, bumping noses with her once more, this time playfully instead of in greeting.
She nudges him in the direction of the volcano, his eyes brightening with the orange glow in the distance. Warrick spends most of his time within the belly of the volcano, in the heated grotto where he awaits Tangerine’s return, and with a breathless smile he turns back towards Amorette. A hike upwards instead of down seemed rather inviting, especially as the afternoon’s shadows begin to grow longer as the sun moves across the sky.
“Of course,” he replies, shuffling his wings at his sides, their downy softness brushing together in a whisper. “It’s been awhile since I’ve traveled there on land. Lead the way?”
Warrick
@[Amorette] <3