10-14-2017, 05:06 PM
Keep a little fire burning;
however small, however hidden.
however small, however hidden.
The storm is upon them in an instant, its squall strengthening with every second that passes. The volley of water from the sky is deafening as it hits the roiling ocean with full force and he can barely hear Solace over the torrential roar. Smoak resembles a drowned rat now, his mane clinging to his champagne coat as he pivots in the ocean water and bounds back for the shoreline, where his friend has struck a widened, squared-off stance.
He moves quickly towards her, the water running off his bone-armored body in rivers and then he squeals loudly at the suddenly flash of light in front of them that hits the beach with the loudest crack he has ever heard. Solace shies back towards him and their yearling frames bump against each other, both of them laughing at the closeness and intensity of the sudden tempest.
The second crash draws the breath from Smoak's chest in awe. It makes him feel small, but alive. So very alive. He rears his champagne body into the air again, a commanding whinny released from his maw as his hooves slash through the deluge. The thunder resounds overhead and all around. He'd never seen a storm this strong, or this loud. And it... is... amazing.
"C'mon!" he yells to Solace as he bounds up the beach, towards where the sandy beach gives way to rock outcroppings. He searches for footing on the slick rocks, stumbling once but regaining his balance quickly to not lose face in front of the blue-tressed girl, before settling himself on the highest boulder with his face turned into the rain and wind. Another flash of lightning illuminates the world around them and Smoak is awestruck by the power of the gale.
Smoak
@[Solace] ♥