09-10-2021, 08:36 PM
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
He smiled at her, despite the chill radiating from the lithe mare. It was like standing beside a flowing river, the air cooler the closer he got to the sea blue woman. She was, he realized, very close to his own age. Pretty too, if he let himself dwell on it. There was a frigidness to her demeanor that inhibited such thoughts, however. A river on the verge of freezing over.
He tilted his head to one side, taking in the history of the place for a moment. He didn't have far to go, she'd been honest when she'd said it had been only a few days since she'd been in this place. Still, echoes of Desperation and hungry Want had seeped into the ground at her feet, the roots of the trees.
Her following coy suggestion gave him an inkling of what she might be after, enough to draw a crease of concern between his brows. "Coronations are for Queens and Kings," he replied lightly, knowing she was likely neither. "If you're looking for a home, however, Taiga is as good a place as any. Better, with the changes my parents brought about."
He nodded at the towering trees, decked in silvery needles that caught the light when the wind touched them. One of many alterations his family had worked for. "Forgive me, I'm being rude," he shook himself at the realization. "I'm Reynard, son of Yanhua and Amarine," the names twinged on his tongue, bittersweet.
Reynard
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