06-14-2021, 09:12 PM
a bright and dangerous spark
With everything that seems so sharp and sudden in her life, Cheri finds the more they talk the easier it gets to slip into a comfortable sort of repertoire with the molten blue stallion. Her initial surprise and shock over seeing him again fades gradually, as does her initial attraction, and thoughts of a less ladylike quality simmer into more manageable queries like what he’s been up to all this time.
Lucky for her, she doesn’t have to wait long. Had she been the more literal type, Cheri might’ve believed Starlore’s story about having just returned from an extended trip even with the exaggerated air of importance, but his grin and her ability to laugh (as well as learn) means he won’t have to fear explaining further. She understood; in fact, with a place so alluring and serene as Silver Cove to call home it would’ve been hard to imagine leaving. Taiga made a horse feel so small and sometimes forgotten. Cheri had needed to see the expanse of the world and had always felt a longing to soar through its skies on her own in order to find her place within it.
Out here? The world was as open and free as a horse could ever hope for.
And still she rolled her eyes. “Changed? Me?” She thought. Maybe - if they were comparing shades of green. Or the number of unnatural crystals she was still freakishly growing out of her skin. She was happy to hear that his family was doing well though, even happier to know just how well by the way Starlore skipped over them lackadaisically. It would’ve been exactly how she answered, had he asked her the same thing.
“Oh, you know … not much.” Cheri sighed, her soft voice nearly carried away by the wind. From her expression it would seem as if she’d spent her passing hours languishing by the side of a reflection pool, admiring herself or something just as useless in the years since the Eclipse has passed. Her head swung low and she swiped a mouthful of the silvergrass up to casually eat, drawing out the silence for an agonizing moment or two. “I just moved into the court of Loess, started studying under Queen Oceane there. Nothing serious.” She flicked an ear and swallowed around her speech, her eyes half-closing with a mock air of superiority.
Then her face twisted and a pretty laugh broke the facade.
“Not that you care or anything, world traveler that you are.” She accused him gently, her markings and wings taking a shine to them.
Lucky for her, she doesn’t have to wait long. Had she been the more literal type, Cheri might’ve believed Starlore’s story about having just returned from an extended trip even with the exaggerated air of importance, but his grin and her ability to laugh (as well as learn) means he won’t have to fear explaining further. She understood; in fact, with a place so alluring and serene as Silver Cove to call home it would’ve been hard to imagine leaving. Taiga made a horse feel so small and sometimes forgotten. Cheri had needed to see the expanse of the world and had always felt a longing to soar through its skies on her own in order to find her place within it.
Out here? The world was as open and free as a horse could ever hope for.
And still she rolled her eyes. “Changed? Me?” She thought. Maybe - if they were comparing shades of green. Or the number of unnatural crystals she was still freakishly growing out of her skin. She was happy to hear that his family was doing well though, even happier to know just how well by the way Starlore skipped over them lackadaisically. It would’ve been exactly how she answered, had he asked her the same thing.
“Oh, you know … not much.” Cheri sighed, her soft voice nearly carried away by the wind. From her expression it would seem as if she’d spent her passing hours languishing by the side of a reflection pool, admiring herself or something just as useless in the years since the Eclipse has passed. Her head swung low and she swiped a mouthful of the silvergrass up to casually eat, drawing out the silence for an agonizing moment or two. “I just moved into the court of Loess, started studying under Queen Oceane there. Nothing serious.” She flicked an ear and swallowed around her speech, her eyes half-closing with a mock air of superiority.
Then her face twisted and a pretty laugh broke the facade.
“Not that you care or anything, world traveler that you are.” She accused him gently, her markings and wings taking a shine to them.
@[starlore]