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Xolani pain is an illusion, this is just a bruisin' The teal-adorned stallion had promised to show Xolani the Heart Caves, and since that night, the pretty mare had waited impatiently for their upcoming trip. Even aside from the fact that she would be able to spend time with Ilios (the thought made her heart flutter and skip a beat, her pelt shimmering with light yellows and greens of adoration and affection). Love was a foreign concept to the young fae, who had thus far in life only been offered disgust and anger. She was beginning to think that she might be gaining an understanding of what it meant to love someone, and be loved in return - though she wasn't quite sure that Ilios felt the same way. Still, when he came for her, she grinned broadly and pranced around him like a playful yearling, brilliant yellow joy gleaming from her sides, shaping an equine and a pegasus dancing intricately around one another. The stallion joined her in her gleeful leaps and bounds, asking if she was ready to go; she was, and she nodded eagerly, thrusting her nose toward the borders of the Dragon's Throat as though indicating that he should take the lead. Not for the first time, the silent mare acknowledged how very handsome he was, especially when he arched his neck like that. They crossed to the mainland easily, arriving at the far shore without any delay. Their trek across the lands was equally pleasant. It was a lovely spring day; a breeze blew gently across Helovia, carrying the cheerful twittering of birds as a herald of the warmer weather. The sun shone brightly in the sky, warming the mare's back and highlighting the refined lines of her face. As they crossed the land, Xolani would periodically wander to and fro, intrigued by this plant or that creature; it was reminiscent of her first trip from the Threshold to the Throat, and every now and then she would look toward Ilios gleefully, as if to say, do you remember? When the pair arrived at the caves, Ilios gestured for Xolani to descend into the caverns first, warning her of a slippery entryway. She glanced at him with a smirk and a raised brow, playfully nudging him as orange coursed along her sides. I can take care of myself, silly. As she pranced by, she flicked her tail, aiming to tickle his chest. It was the first time she had made such a gesture, and it had been so instinctual that it surprised even her. Suddenly bashful (blue-green, dark and dull, spiraled into view), she hastily and carefully stepped onto the well-worn path, making her way down into the dark, cool caves. Think think think. |
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