smoke in the valley like morning mist

Ever Mayawyn · 05-10-2011, 10:02 PM

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For Micah! Set in the heart of Ethereal Eclipse between both territories.
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She had been furiously distracted lately. Spending as little time at home as she possibly could, Ever treaded the territory on her stallion from morning to night, finding comfort in the spring aura. Occasionally, she would dismount to tend to a few sparse flowers or set more scent markers along the borders. The work was tedious, but anything to keep her trailing mind occupied was good enough.

When alas the silver female couldn’t take lingering in the territory like a fine little girl, she planned a trip to, well, anywhere. She needed out. Ezra was gone, missing. She hadn’t seen her love in days. Whether he was just outside or beyond the hills, Ever wasn’t going to wait. Nightmares and thoughts of the dark man tortured her until the morning she decided to leave herself.

By sunrise, the cloud-furred young had already passed the border in a dangerous rapid gallop. Saphraine breathed quicker, his breath no longer showing in the spring air. Ever urged him on, fueled by anxiety but kept her hands in control. They ran straight for as long as the rogue haflinger could manage. But eventually, the girl let time catch up with them.

The companions gradually stopped in a thick grassed clearing, just inside the outskirts of a forest. Ever slipped gracefully off her mount and into the field to her knees. White buds dotted starkly out in the green grass. Ocean hued eyes watched Saphraine strain to breathe before he gingerly picked out a patch of feed. She fingered her auburn ringlets while the breeze stirred a few tendrils. The exhaustion from the lack of last night’s sleep had caught up with her suddenly, but the silver and russet girl fought it, instead braiding the top of her mane in her odd weave and tying it with the ribbon on her dress. To keep busy, Ever continued to weave the grass and flowers into an unusual band.

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