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 J U D E
FASTER THAN LIGHT WITH MY FISTS IN THE AIR IF MY BODY'S ALIVE THEN MY SOULS UNAWARE Whilst a party was the last thing Jude would have wanted to do on such a clear, beautiful night, he had his own reasons to attend the celebrations. Namely, a sweet, orange filly who made his insides churn and drop, who had the kindest, loveliest eyes he had ever seen and whose lips he hadn't been able to stop thinking about since meeting her those few weeks ago. Since meeting her the stars had shone brighter, the air had tasted fresher, even his body had felt lighter, as if his soul had left him and slept instead beside hers. So it was with wary, solemn eyes that Jude approached the gathering, sliding his multi-toned eyes around the party in an endless search for the girl he could not forget. Alas, she had not yet arrived. His tender lips pressed together in disappointment, though the enticing vision of fire, smoke and sacrifice did press his lithe body forward into the fray. Like Arakh, he was filling out - though he was still younger than the handsome yearling and had a long way to go. His body was a delicate, long legged thing that was more likely to toss him into the ocean than to walk with grace. Still, he seemed older - perhaps something to do with his morose emerald and royal blue eyes, the conversations that he managed to hold or his devotion to the stars above. He watched silently from among the fray of bodies, small enough to go unnoticed as he watched the Sultan and Sultana and then the merry warriors that had put the party together. He turned away, ready to leave even as he almost ran head on into Iskra. "Apologies" was his slow, sincere response, adding as an afterthought "Being sober doesn't seem to appeal to the Throats citizens." His voice was strangely morose for such a young stallion, his golden lashes catching the firelight and reflecting in his large, philosophic gaze. He'd seen Iskra around and knew that his mother was the Sultana - something Jude would not have wished upon any young foal. A parent in charge meant you had to be on your best behaviour at all times... not that Jude ever did anything that would constitute bad behaviour. @Iskra |
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