Note & Sabel

A soft click-clack of hooves beat upon the ground behind Note, the noise echoing in the caverns; slowly growing closer and closer to the dusty bay. Dread filled every ounce of his body. What if this being was Gaucho deciding to kill off Note anyways? Or Sohalia coming with a confrontation? No, no he wouldn't be able to even breathe if he had to face either one again. The shame of being rejected by the mother of his very own daughter was sickening.
Speaking of his daughter, where the hell is she? Soh mentioned nothing of the child. Note silently prayed the being would be his little Skysong, although he doubted it.
As the steps grew closer, Note's body tensed and his wings blazed with fire. Maybe that would be enough to tell the newcomer to get away from him. After all, Note had come to the deep caverns for a reason - to be alone with his companion.
THUD!
The being had not only completely ignored his hostile body language - it had ran right into him. Note skittered to the side in alarm. He took a deep breath, incredibly scared the horse would be Sohalia. But, no. It couldn't be. This horse had felt much taller as it collided with his pelt, obviously more bold than Sohalia as well. This horse had run right into a stallion with wings of flame for heaven's sake!
Note took a deep breath and turned to look upon the soul who had interrupted his heart-to-heart with Sabel. It was a mare. She had a coat of apricot splashed with white at her legs, stomach and face. Her pelt was coated with scars and paint, an exquisite combination paired with her pink orbs. The mare was captivating, really, obviously a warrior. Now that's his type of horse.
The girl looked ridiculous flailing around on the ground, though. It was as if she had found her inner whale.
Note's wings opened, ceasing the fire that had consumed them moments before and revealing their true hawk-like existence, as well as the large scar that was still prominent on his side. He laughed, a genuine laugh, something he hadn't done in a while as he gazed at the mare. A half smile painted his gray lips, amused by struggle of the painted fem before him.
"Are you okay?" He asks simply, taking a step forward, his green orbs soft. It was quite hilarious to watch the girl flail, but he had to make sure she was all right. He's a gentleman. Sort of.
Sabel scurried to the side of the mare, purring in amusement. Her hearing was better in the caves, and she heard every second of that fall!
'Can we keep it, Note?!' Sabel asked excitedly, turning her head to look at her bonded with a pleading look in her sightless eyes. Note ignored the lynx's comment, for the most part.
He wouldn't mind having a friend around like this warrior, though. If she stopped running into him, that is.

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ooc: @[Cheveyo] psh it's fine! lol I'm loving them so far hehe.