[mature] once upon a time, when the sun still used to shine

[Mazikeen]

The relief Mazikeen feels when Wishbone confirms that she’s okay - just exhausted - is real and palpable. She always was quicker at attachments than she actually realized, though this time she at least recognized that she had no issues at all considering this now-purple mare a friend. Even if their acquaintanceship had gone through a bit of a rough patch right there in the middle. Mazikeen rolls her shoulders a bit, doing her own assessment of her injuries, and ends up wincing as the skin tugs around where she had been bitten on her neck. “I think my neck’s going to hurt for a bit and a few new scratches but… mostly okay. Just yeah, exhausted.” The last time she had slipped into a frenzy she had flown immediately back to Hyaline before passing out in the safety of her home. But this time, she wasn’t also looking to put as much space between herself and her companion as quickly as possible. Each breath continues to bring calm back into her body, and though she’s positively burning with questions about how Wishbone had just died and regenerated in a whole new body - sleep feels more important. “What do you say we get out of these woods and find somewhere safe to get some rest?” Mazikeen would understand if the other mare would prefer to go her own way - but she knows she’d personally feel a little better if they separated once she knew for sure neither of them were going to collapse. It was good to make a friend she could count on in a fight.

image by Reitro

@[Wishbone]