I'm breathing in the smoke // Leilan

[Trekori]

Trekori

i'm freezing, it's not winter yet
but my fingers and toes
are shivering beneath these sheets
and i feel so alone
i don't want to die, i want to sleep

First, the cold; then, the greeting.

Hello to you, too.

I hop to face the voice, startled by its unembodied manifestation. What ought to have been its unembodied manifestation. Hot air billows from my nostrils in a snort of disapproval as I train my white-rimmed violet eyes on the stallion across from me and wait as a slow recognition and calm dawns on me. That asshole uncle of mine from the meadow all those years ago, I muse to myself, a nostalgic fondness colouring the thought. Lei-something...

With a snappy shake of my head to rid myself of the last remnants of the spook and a good-natured harrumph to seal the deal, I turn my back to the scaled stallion and toss my head for him to accompany me. I do not wait long before his hooves fall in step with mine and, in the beat of a heart, we walk, brothers in frigid arms as I imagine our ancestors must have been a long, long time ago.

"Uncle," I say in greeting. "Long time, no see." What exactly does one say to one's estranged uncle a decade after meeting...? How d'y do? "Are you the lucky bastard who wields the helm of this here frigid wasteland?" I scan the horizon for dramatic effect. "Quite the catch."

A sudden shiver runs through me and I clatter my teeth. Begrudged of my humour by my own temperature-related intolerance, I clench my teeth and grumble: "Maybe it has something to do with having Spring for a mum, but this place gives me the shakes. How do you stand it?"

@Leilan

Mild powerplay to say Leilan follows Kori; PM me if you need it changed!!