Honest hearts are undercover. We are shadows on our own
So they searched as the sun slowly rose around them. Pinks, purples, and light blues painted the slight covering of clouds around the duo. Growing tired from searching all night she sought out a beach from parking spot. Before making her decent towards the sandy beach she called out, for him. She needed his good humor, his warm welcoming touch. He had never judged her, never looked at her with anything but friendship, and well, lust. She didn't care that he wanted her that way, right now she would embrace that. She wanted to give herself to him, to hand a small broken piece of her to him. Trust was something she lacked right now, and she just couldn't bear to give him all of the shattered remnants of her love.
Circling she finally sound a suitable place for her hooves. 'Easy.' Penna's sweet voice sounded in her head, hoping she would not damage the fragile scab on her back leg. It wasn't easy landing with only three good legs. She found herself flipping to the ground face first into the gritty particles. Breath puffed from her lunges as she came to a halt on her uninjured side. Penna screeched his worry flying over her checking to make sure she was alright. After a few moments and some nice words to him she rose and checked her leg. The edges were peeling up a bit, blood oozing a little, but it wasn't any worse than it had been. Sad honey eyes turned up towards the painted sky waiting and hoping for her grullo stallion.
Speaking Penna
Tags; @Gull
Notes; Whoop! Let the baby making start!