love from the west; kaglace

[Kagerus]

{ and in my dreams i've kissed your lips a thousand times }

The blizzard harried us, but with the lull in pressing politics, we decided to ignore it. Cooped up in the safety of a low-land grotto, Solace and I waited out the frozen hell-storm by passing the time with idle conversation, and far less idle bedroom activities. With the entire world at our fingertips when we got sleepy, the time spent therein was far from boring; and indeed for a few days, I wished that the storm would never pass.

Of course, it did eventually - and the taste of real grass, instead of just dreamt, did make us happier than we would have guessed hours before in the cave. Grazing side by side, my wife and I enjoy each other's presence in silence, still not fed up with each other even after a week of nonstop time together.

Well, maybe I could do without her stinky farts - but a lady never reveals little flaws like that, not when the worst part of the love of her life is a bit of a smelly toot now and again. Smirking at the thought, I nicker warmly across the space between us, and smile even more upon receiving one in return.

Not long after, however, the scent of someone familiar and yet estranged interrupts our winter feast, sending us to the border at a rapid pace to investigate.

Pulling up from a gallop, I want to shout for joy at who I see - but the scrawny, swollen sight of Wishbone stills the call on my lips, for no pregnant mare should be that thin. Still, I do not stop myself from walking decidedly into her embrace, clutching her closer than perhaps she might expect for a moment longer than she may have anticipated. What can I say? We don't get many visitors from Before the plague, any more - and this one seems frailer than the rest, though I'll be damned before I ever say that to Wishbone's face.

Stepping back, I put on my best grin, and greet her jovially. "Wishbone - what a pleasure to see you again, though I am sorry that it is under such circumstances." The look I lend the woman indicates that I mean the plague, but I do not let this sorrowful subject be the focal point of my words. "I hope the blizzard did not harm you as you came - please, if you need anything, make yourself at home or just say the word."

KAGERUS

Caretaker of The Sanctuary
Lover of Solace
Immortal, antlered Dreamweaver

"@[Solace] @[Wishbone]"