Note & Sabel

@[Cheveyo]
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There had been very few moments in Note's life in which he was alone for a long period of time. To add this week to that list was maddening. He desperately wanted to find Cheveyo, the painted acquaintance that had run into him a week ago. She left a nasty bruise on his side and given him a sore leg, but it was better than having no contact with others at all. Note had even ventured back to the place where their first, and by the looks of it last, encounter had been in hopes of possibly running into her once again. Note had had no success in finding her there.
The stallion was much more understanding of those with companions. In Note's socially-lacking life, Sabel was there to run into a rock. Her actions were amusing to Note, but only to an extent. After about a hundred times of her tripping over rocks just to get Note out of his thoughts, it got old.
The bonded pair were wandering the caverns, Sabel occasionally leading the way just to fall over a rock, as she was doing in this moment.
'Could you not? Do you just like the way cave floor tastes? In case you haven't noticed, Sabel, your material is seriously lacking actual humor,' Note spoke through the bond, flicking an ear to the lynx. Her head was driven into the cavern's rocky surface, tail-end facing the sky. She picked herself up at his words, shooting him an icy, sightless glare. 'There no much else I can do! You have no interest in me or anything else unless I'm tripping over rocks!' Sabel hissed, sitting down with her back to Note.
The stallion disregarded the lynx, he had better folks to spend his time with. Well, actually, he didn't. But he would find some.
Note walked further and further into the caves until he could barely see in front of himself. Perhaps this is what the world looks like to Sabel. The lynx had grudgingly followed in his steps, pausing when they stepped into the new part of the cave.
'This place large, too large. Ride?' Sabel practically begged, slipping in between Note's legs. She seemed almost desperate for him. The stallion stopped walking, rolled his eyes, and got to his knees, the lynx skittering out of the way so she wouldn't be crushed. The blind cat eagerly spread herself out on Note's back, entwining one of her paws in his nappy mane.
The stallion stood, irritated by the extra weight Sabel applied. The lynx used to spend most of her time on his withers, now it was a bit of work to even let her lounge upon his back.
Note looked around, the dark adding to the inconvenience of the situation. The stallion slightly spread his large hawk wings, closing his eyes as flames sprouted from the appendages and lit up the cave. To his surprise, the cavern was pretty large. The ceiling hung far above their heads, a strange sensation compared to the seemingly squished up caverns leading to this one.
But who would come somewhere they could not see without flaming wings? No one. Note could be totally alone with Sabel. It was the opposite of what he needed, but was exactly what he had tricked himself into wanting.