03-11-2021, 01:26 PM
The Taigan stallions walked together like they’d done as foals, and even though their world had changed for the worse and darkness blanketed everything, always, Yanhua could still discern their little quirks. How he adjusted his step to fall in line slightly behind Nash, happy to follow another horse who knew the way as well as he did himself. For a moment he could fool himself into pretending nothing had changed at all; this was just another strangely starless night in Taiga, Nash was just coming for a surprise visit, and tomorrow the sun would rise like Yanhua remembered it: glorious and exploding with vibrant color, until every inch of the world was drenched in light.
Ah he missed the sun, but the one walking beside him will have to do in place of the one Yan wishes for.
“Maybe.” He chuckled, picking up his unique hooves as his brother led them into more thicketed territory. Mem’s echoes came to him just fine, and Ama’s empathy worked on him as well as it had before the Eclipse. That hadn’t changed, at least. “Or maybe the ghosts will come to me, and this is the universe teaching me patience.” He mused dreamily, as was his family’s way. Yan could swear they were a celestial bunch at the core, his favorite thing about the horses with golden-red copper in their lines.
If that were true, if he was having something taken away in order to appreciate what he already had, then Yan wouldn’t fight it and he certainly wouldn’t try to fix it. He would contemplate all its angles and curves, find beauty in the ugliness of his loss, and learn to walk without a crutch he’d had from birth.
“Is that so?! Well congratulations, Min Hersir.” His twin exclaimed, pulled from his reveries by the news of Nashua and Noel’s blessing. By the Gusts and Gales, Yan thought. Of his own herd he had little news; Amarine and Borderline were fond of their privacy, so Yanhua could only be sure come spring. He did, however, have a fairly positive feeling they’d be seeing some new faces this season though, and he relayed as much to Nashua with an unseen eyebrow wag.
“Seriously, congrats. It feels like so much is changing so quickly.” Yan sighed, pausing as they trudged free from the thicket and found themselves in a rare clearing of the forest. Yanhua supposed it had something to do with an outcropping of boulders piled up nearby, and he tipped his nose to sniff cautiously while the rest of him relaxed. “Speaking of—saw you looking at these bad boys earlier.” He flexed his shoulders, making the wings crossed over his back shuffle and move.
“Maybe someday when we’re not worried about the end of the world you could give me a lesson or two?”
Ah he missed the sun, but the one walking beside him will have to do in place of the one Yan wishes for.
“Maybe.” He chuckled, picking up his unique hooves as his brother led them into more thicketed territory. Mem’s echoes came to him just fine, and Ama’s empathy worked on him as well as it had before the Eclipse. That hadn’t changed, at least. “Or maybe the ghosts will come to me, and this is the universe teaching me patience.” He mused dreamily, as was his family’s way. Yan could swear they were a celestial bunch at the core, his favorite thing about the horses with golden-red copper in their lines.
If that were true, if he was having something taken away in order to appreciate what he already had, then Yan wouldn’t fight it and he certainly wouldn’t try to fix it. He would contemplate all its angles and curves, find beauty in the ugliness of his loss, and learn to walk without a crutch he’d had from birth.
“Is that so?! Well congratulations, Min Hersir.” His twin exclaimed, pulled from his reveries by the news of Nashua and Noel’s blessing. By the Gusts and Gales, Yan thought. Of his own herd he had little news; Amarine and Borderline were fond of their privacy, so Yanhua could only be sure come spring. He did, however, have a fairly positive feeling they’d be seeing some new faces this season though, and he relayed as much to Nashua with an unseen eyebrow wag.
“Seriously, congrats. It feels like so much is changing so quickly.” Yan sighed, pausing as they trudged free from the thicket and found themselves in a rare clearing of the forest. Yanhua supposed it had something to do with an outcropping of boulders piled up nearby, and he tipped his nose to sniff cautiously while the rest of him relaxed. “Speaking of—saw you looking at these bad boys earlier.” He flexed his shoulders, making the wings crossed over his back shuffle and move.
“Maybe someday when we’re not worried about the end of the world you could give me a lesson or two?”
@[Nashua]