They stand together not even a minute until she moves away, returning to her previous spot by the river. His eyes are trained on her, following her every move. Many parts of him want her to leave, walk away, to leave Caleb alone and not converse further, yet an emotion wells deep in his gut that wants her to stay. No, not love. It is a blurred emotion, a sort of mixture of different emotions. Yet this one emotion tries to compel him to ask her to stay, but his mouth is only pressed into a hard line, no words rumbling from her jugular. Ebony feathered tail snaps back and forth, no longer calm as it was during their session. It's as if he's already recovered from their moments together. It's as if he could do it again, over and over. He makes no further moves on her, letting her slink further away from him. She comments on their time, saying it was good. and who the duck is Alexander? There is a flash of confusion that envelopes his mind. Has she forgotten his name already? Suddenly, it's as if the fog has cleared from his (forgetful) mind and he recalls himself telling her his name was Alexander. It was odd Caleb chose the name, as it was the name of his rumored brother. He thought bitterly about his home and how he had to flee for being born with features that weren't like the other horses'. It was sick and disgusting. The dark stallion wondered if he did truly have a brother, and that maybe this brother could find a way into Helovia.

Caleb stayed silent, not answering her remark. His eyes followed her lips as she spoke words laced with an addictive sweetness. His ears twitched forward in awcknowledgement of her statement but he gave nothing further, simply standing. In all honesty, he may never try to find her again. They'd part ways and she'd forever be the one he fucked, and there'd be no way for her to set things straight, change his impression of her for they would never talk past this conversation. She was a land now conquered, and he being an explorer had new lands to discover, conquer.

"I will leave you be now." Calmly, he dipped his head a few inches, then brought it up higher than before, a sort of farewell gesture. He stood with his head high and regal, muscles rippling under jet black fur. After not even a second, he was turned and walking away from her. From a walk to a gallop in one stride, then in the air after one stroke of his large wings. The stallion flew further and further away, looking like a dot in the sky before disappearing altogether. Probably to go find his companion. His Henrietta, the only one allowed to stay at his side. He had said to her, go hunt, as he chased down Rex. She was a bitch, yes, but that damn Wemerainer was a loyal bitch.

@[Rexanna] Caleb out! I hope you don't mind that I ended this? I Didnt Caleb would linger around any longer so he left :3