Note & Sabel

@[Cheveyo]
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Sabel heard her first. The lynx flicked an ear backwards to acknowledge the presence of a new horse. 'Someone's coming,' she spoke through the bond. Note turned his head to the cat, giving her a confused look. 'And how do you know this?' Note snapped, his flaming wings flaring at the words, green gaze maddening. Very few times in the year he had spent with Sabel had the cat been good company. Why did he have to get stuck with a companion who was his total opposite? She couldn't even fly.
'I've got good hearing,' Sabel smirked as Note began to hear the soft hoofbeats as well. He turned his head back to the front of his body, anticipation replacing his angered emotions. A fellow equine in the one place he had searched for peace and loneliness. He hoped that it wouldn't be the beast by the name of Gaucho, or petite Sohalia. There were only so many places he could run to from here.
Maybe it would be the slightly smaller paint, Cheveyo. She had seemed all too kind, the dusty bay found himself often yearning for her soft touch to graze his body one more time.
The stallion didn't particularly care to find out who this being was, regardless of how badly he wanted contact with a being besides Sabel. Note reluctantly moved forward, keeping his ears forward. He had to stay on task, stay away from any other horses.
The hoofbeats behind the stallion turned into a walk as a gentle "Hello there," poured from the lips of the horse behind him. Note recognized the voice immediately. Panic set in automatically. 'I'm just going to give her a small smile, then walk away, just walk away,' Note told himself as he turned his head sideways to look at the mare. She looked just as enthralling as the last time he saw her, if not more considering she wasn't running into him.
The stallion stopped, his sharp gaze softening at the sight of the painted mare. He gave her a smile before turning completely around to face Cheveyo. "Hey, how've you been?" Note spoke in the kindest way he could manage, eyes raking up and down her body before settling on her own pink orbs. His feathers lit up as he gazed upon the mare, wings tingling as they remembered the soft touch they were once given by this mare's rosy muzzle.
'What happened walking away?' Sabel purred through the bond, amused by Note's sudden change of mind. She sat up to give the mare a cat-like grin and a welcoming nod. The dusty bay ignored the lynx, for he had a much more spectacular being to focus his attention on. He had told himself he was going to smile and walk away, that much was true, but Cheveyo looked so much nicer when she wasn't running into him. It wouldn't hurt to stay for a few minutes..