He could help but feel an extreme happiness. It was like the days that Ruri came to see him while he worked in the stables. The melting of two worlds, each that he loved dearly, and when they came together he could hardly contain the happiness. His coyote tail wagged behind him as he watched the two females interact. The blue eyed girl spoke, calling the mare the same nickname that he had given her. Though it was just that she could not say the full French word, which Heath found adorable and amusing.
The small pup licked the mare’s nose, which Lumière did not shy away from. She opened her mouth slightly, lips reaching out to touch her black tipped nose. Heath laughed lightly, though his attention was taken by the much larger pale gray and silver face that had come to see them as well. Stark whinnied and moved his head up and down in protest and searching for attention. Heath had yet to see him in such a way, and with a single hand he touched the white nose to calm him.
Someone else wants to meet you too, Momma’s horse.
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