Miykael

The meeting had ended and the winged beast wandered off quickly, the fluffy black zephyr cheeping her demands at him. But he isn't annoyed. In truth and fairness, their bond had deepened quickly and her hunger had become his hunger. The empty pangs in her stomach echoed from her soul to his and though the meeting had lasted longer than he had been expecting (he had, after all, missed so much by remaining in the caves as long as he had), he knows that her need isn't one of desperation. It isn't of life or death but it is a nagging need all the same. With the small bird riding in her nest of mane and feathers at the base of his neck, he weaves through the trees of the Edge seeking the secluded spot they found last time with the berry bushes and plentiful insects.

After only a few moments, he arrived in their little clearing. Lowering himself to the ground, Eliana hopped and slid off his back to the ground. The small, fluffy bird-like creature hops about and eats to her heart's content. Meanwhile, the pegasus hasn't budged. Instead, he simply lays there and nibbles lightly at the grass - thoroughly enjoying their time together. In truth, she was a highly welcome distraction from Aly. His love for Aly hadn't truly diminished and every piece of him yearned for her but he had a zephyr now. Eliana loved him, and he loved her. But it was a different love. It wasn't a romantic love but it was deep nonetheless. In certain ways it was deeper still than his love for the black and white pegasus. Eliana was the other half of his soul. Little Ellie.

The young zephyr - still so fresh, new, and covered with black fluff - finished quickly, hopped back to Miykael's side and as he reached around, he lowered his muzzle to give her a boost back up to her cozy space at the base of his neck. Just as he is about to rise once more, a streak of red catches his attention. He turns his head, glancing in the direction the red figure had gone - he quickly realized it was a red dragon. At first, Miykael couldn't quite place the dragon. Whose was it? Did it want him to follow him or go somewhere? After a moment, it all fell into place. Resplendence. This was the red dragon with the Mood Doctor at the herd meeting. The petite mare must be calling a meeting, then. With a small smile and Eliana settled into the thick black mane and white feathers at the base of his neck, he sets off in the direction that the red dragon had subtlety indicated.

It has been taking him longer to get places since Eliana hatched. Predominantly because he is afraid to fly with her upon his back and with her so young he is terrified of leaving her anywhere alone. His wings ache to feel the wind caressing his feathers but the newborn zephyr means more to him and so he walks. Moments pass and soon he can see the claybank dun at the heart of the group. He is the last to arrive, it seems. Moving forward to join them, he pulls in near the back so as to, hopefully, remain inconspicuous. The pegasus remains silent, only dipping his head in respect once Resplendence turns her gaze to him. His vivid blue eyes, and attention, drift then - finding the vibrant emerald green of Aly's eyes. Pain stabs his heart, causing Eliana to chirp - partially in sorrow and partially in concern for her bonded. Exhaling a sigh, he returns his attention to Resplendence - waiting for the meeting to begin.

ooc :: so sorry for the delay. D:

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