[open] you're going home, you're rag and bone; any

[sochi]

there is a swelling storm and I'm caught up in the middle of it all
and it takes control of the person that I thought I was

Sochi is not completely socially inept, but she has kept to herself for long enough, that such conversations do not come easily to her. She was warned as a young girl that horses would not look favorably upon her when in her feline form and so she shied from them whenever she bore it—which, as the years began to wear on was with increasing frequency. So although she is capable of carrying conversations and holding her own, she struggles with it all the same and has few friends to call her own (none, if being honest).

It is almost a relief to be in the presence of another shifter.

It is almost a relief to be matched with a kindred spirit, the wildness of the mare beautiful and pure.

Her solemn eyes soften slightly and then sharpen, tracing the edges of the mare’s face, studying the blue-tinted gold of her hide and the nutmeg eyes. At the question, a laugh escapes her, husky and infused with all of the warmth that she is capable of. “Yes,” she admits, and she wonders at how nice it is to be able to admit that, even though she has no idea if the mare before her shares her penchant for it. It was a relief to be with a fellow shifter who walked the knife’s edge between predator and prey.

“Do you?”

The question comes unwillingly, and she almost restrains herself entirely. She isn’t sure that she is ready to hear that the other mare refrains or finds it distasteful or anything else. She isn’t sure that she is ready to break the bubble of companionship, to pierce the common ground that they have found themselves on.

But, for all of her flaws, Sochi is also disarmingly honest and blunt and she doesn’t stop herself.

She needs to know.

More than anything, she needs to know that she is not alone in this.

sochi

it comes and goes in waves; it always does, it always does
we watch as our young hearts fade into the flood, into the flood

@[Dayé] i loooooove her.