04-10-2021, 06:33 PM
( this world will have the wolves outside your door
make you leave all that you love to fight a war
and never tell you what you're dying for )
make you leave all that you love to fight a war
and never tell you what you're dying for )
Starlore had long entertained the thought of exploring the world outside of the Cove, though he had never actually given a voice to these fantasies. Odd that he should confess these things to some strange filly who’d turned up on the beach by accident, he thinks, but probably also safer. He doubts that anyone in his family would take kindly to the idea of him leaving, though there had been plenty of siblings who’d left before him. It feels different for him, though he can’t really comprehend why.
But they have this in common, the fact that they both love their homes and their families but feel like there is more to life than that. Unlike her, though, he has never actually ventured outside of the Cove. Given his display on the beach, it’s no big secret as to why not. He hasn’t quite worked up the nerve necessary to brave the world at large.
“I think so, too,” he says, nodding, grinning. “Plus you have those cool wings, so it’d make no sense to stay in one place.”
He laughs to himself, a sound made nervous by how acutely aware he is of the weight of her gaze on his face as they make their way across the vast sea of grass.
Her question hits him square in the chest and he screws his face up in thought. The thought of reconnecting is a strange one, mostly because he has no real concept of friends. It’s not unpleasant, just foreign and he turns his head to look back at her with a beaming grin. “I don’t know,” he tells her, honest in his delivery, “but I think it’d have to be somewhere close to the ocean.”
He shrugs, turning to look ahead again just as they reach the edge of the lake. “But I’d like to see you again, too, Cheri,” he tells the water.
But they have this in common, the fact that they both love their homes and their families but feel like there is more to life than that. Unlike her, though, he has never actually ventured outside of the Cove. Given his display on the beach, it’s no big secret as to why not. He hasn’t quite worked up the nerve necessary to brave the world at large.
“I think so, too,” he says, nodding, grinning. “Plus you have those cool wings, so it’d make no sense to stay in one place.”
He laughs to himself, a sound made nervous by how acutely aware he is of the weight of her gaze on his face as they make their way across the vast sea of grass.
Her question hits him square in the chest and he screws his face up in thought. The thought of reconnecting is a strange one, mostly because he has no real concept of friends. It’s not unpleasant, just foreign and he turns his head to look back at her with a beaming grin. “I don’t know,” he tells her, honest in his delivery, “but I think it’d have to be somewhere close to the ocean.”
He shrugs, turning to look ahead again just as they reach the edge of the lake. “But I’d like to see you again, too, Cheri,” he tells the water.
starlore
@[Cheri]