as if a glass could contain the sea || amorette

[Warrick]

like the sun swallowed up by the earth

Something was amiss.

The family meeting had been successful - many attended, new faces and old, and many came forward to serve Tephra to the best of their abilities. However, something lingered in the shadows, something he could not place as his muzzle had reached out for Amorette’s, and how she only returned the gesture with a cold, still stare of indifference. It hadn’t been something he was expecting, though the Overseer had been focused on not letting the steeliness of her expression distract him from the business at hand. But it hovered in the back of his mind as he returned that night back to his grotto, and even Tangerine could feel the tension that once was not there that now clings to every inch of his body.

Had something happened?

His night had been sleepless. Thoughts and possibilities play out in his mind - he thinks of Levi, of Bragi…

Little did the mahogany man know that the reason for Amorette’s silent gaze and expressionless face had been because of him. Had he any inkling, he would have found her much sooner than daybreak, where they were to meet and head towards the field and the forest, onward towards the great forest of Sylva.

She behaves in the very same manner she had at their gathering - polite, but indifferent and distant. The flutter of his blue wings at his sides shows his pensivity, and the furrowing of his brow gave him a brooding and worn look to his face. They walk in silence for the most part, as both are familiar with the stretch of travel that opens up before them, his lips pursing as he attempts to sort through his many thoughts.

Finally, and almost in exasperation, the stallion suddenly halts with a sharp snort and a pounding of a single foreleg into the soft ground of the forest. “What’s wrong?” he asks her blatantly, his eyes staring at her from beneath the darkness of his thick forelock. He is worried about what her answer might be, if she would even give him one, but the Amorette that stands before him is unlike herself, and he would do whatever is needed to set things right.

Warrick

@[Amorette]