06-15-2020, 08:32 PM
It is always a good day when Isilya’s thoughts are interrupted with a voice - and a great day when it is a voice that calls out her name. What a beautiful pleasure of life, to hear her own name spoken by someone else. She’s still not quite used to it - but she hopes that it never stops being something she can get a sliver of delight from.
She is decorated in drooping blooms of soft purples and golds today when she turns to see a familiar figure coming towards her. “Hello Warlight!” Isilya extends her gold-touched muzzle to brush it lightly against Warlight’s extended one - a shining smile already illuminating her hazel eyes. “It’s great to see you again.”
It had been on Isilya’s mind to visit Ischia lately and she is a little surprised to hear that Eva, who had recently become Dame when Isilya was last there, has passed on the title. It’s just as easy for Isilya to lose track of the years in her horse-self as it had been when she was living as a tree for a few decades - though she does not want to admit this out loud to anyone. She thinks things have been going well in Tephra because no one has come to tell her otherwise.
“That’s wonderful news! I’ll miss Eva but I’m glad to hear it was a peaceful exchange of titles. The Resort is also under a new leader. Lots of changes on our sister islands but none for the worse, I think.” Her gaze drifts momentarily off to the west where the islands sit just off of the Tephra coast, but it does not linger there. How could it, when this beautiful antlered mare stands before her now!
“Have you been settling back into Tephra well?” Isilya remembers seeing a pair of foals with Warlight but she decides not to pile on the questions and just stick with one. And this question may be a few years late - but she hopes that fact can be forgiven.
She is decorated in drooping blooms of soft purples and golds today when she turns to see a familiar figure coming towards her. “Hello Warlight!” Isilya extends her gold-touched muzzle to brush it lightly against Warlight’s extended one - a shining smile already illuminating her hazel eyes. “It’s great to see you again.”
It had been on Isilya’s mind to visit Ischia lately and she is a little surprised to hear that Eva, who had recently become Dame when Isilya was last there, has passed on the title. It’s just as easy for Isilya to lose track of the years in her horse-self as it had been when she was living as a tree for a few decades - though she does not want to admit this out loud to anyone. She thinks things have been going well in Tephra because no one has come to tell her otherwise.
“That’s wonderful news! I’ll miss Eva but I’m glad to hear it was a peaceful exchange of titles. The Resort is also under a new leader. Lots of changes on our sister islands but none for the worse, I think.” Her gaze drifts momentarily off to the west where the islands sit just off of the Tephra coast, but it does not linger there. How could it, when this beautiful antlered mare stands before her now!
“Have you been settling back into Tephra well?” Isilya remembers seeing a pair of foals with Warlight but she decides not to pile on the questions and just stick with one. And this question may be a few years late - but she hopes that fact can be forgiven.
simple and sweet
Isilya
@[Warlight]