05-22-2017, 11:24 AM
a kiss with a fist is better than none
The day is promising with the clear blue sky overhead and only the smallest of clouds that burn away with the day. The painted woman enjoyed the feel of sun on her back and the press of a crisp breeze against her cheek. A smile touches her lips absentmindedly as she moves between the throngs of bodies and nursing foals.
Tephra had been a welcoming home, warm and inviting, but it was perhaps the residents that had made it so. Niko blames herself for hiding away after she had just become acquainted with Dahmer but when the ground shook with rage and Beqanna once again shifted and morphed into a new entity. Niko had fled when the dark smoke seeped from the gaping mouth of volcano, her skin darkened by soot that clung in the air, fear ringed her eyes with white.
But that is all passed now.
She had been nibbling at the young grass shoots when she heard her name. Hazel eyes find the familiar sight of Dahmer! He stands tall and strong with a quirked smile that melts to confusion. The white stocking legs pivot her and begin to move her to the pretty stallion with her own secret smile pulling her lips upward. "Dahmer...", Niko begins as she offers her nose without any thought to the silly game that they had played before, "I thought everyone was gone." The words are low, only for him, as they tip toe off her tongue. She looks up to him through the tangle of her black forelock, head tilted so slightly so the sun cups and caresses her features. "Did you come looking for me?" She breathes the words knowing it was most likely pure coincidence they had found one another again. "Are you still in Tephra?"
nikoline