by puddssoul » Sat Dec 15, 2012 8:33 am
"Meh, it's hard not to get dirty around here." Risa said perhaps a bit softly, hoarsely, like someone unaccustomed to hearing their own voice much. If you looked at her closely, you could see her ribs still sticking out slightly from her dark pelt, and a few strands of hair still slipping from her mane, not quite as healthy as the others yet, but her eyes held a determined shine. "Especially with the snow -- it can't decide if it wants to melt, or stay." She scraped her hoof across a pile of it, grimacing at the cold as it it soaked into her coat.
Fishbowl spent a long, silent moment looking around himself. It was a gorgeous place, the perfect place for a first date. He blushed a little at her comment but forced himself to look otherwise unfazed, so she wouldn't think he was odd for being so desperate for her to like him. "I could definately draw this some time," He chuckled to himself, imagining sketching the trees reaching so gracefully for the sky, the birds' dark shadows agianst the sky, which was growing slowly darker, the sun setting in the background like an afterthought to an already gorgeous idea. However, he found it hard to keep his eyes away from Hope for long, she drew his attention like a moth to a flame. Again, he wondered why she was so enthralled with him when she could have any other male she wanted, looking like that, but he decided not to push it, he was glad to have her with him for as long as she wanted to stay. "It's okay, I like casual." He added and sat down beside her with a little smile. He decided he had to tell her, if only as a way of assuring what they both felt and making sure she wouldn't just run away because she thought he didn't like her. "Hope..." He looked deep into her gorgeous eyes and was amazed at how quickly and easily the words came, "I love you too." He sighed contentedly when he had said it, glad to have let it out.
"Well, hey, at least you got a picture where I don't look half-bad," Coal replied with a wink, joining in on the laughing as he gently set the picture aside and stood to nuzzle her fondly, grinning. He was so glad that she seemed to be getting better, that they could finally just be together, drama-free and happy. It showed in his eyes, which glowed and danced with glee, like a child's. "I must admit, I think I knew from that first minute you were the one for me. I didn't talk to another mare after that." He snorted amusedly, remembering that first meeting and how he had almost driven her away, so happy that he hadn't, that he had convinced her to stay with him. Maybe she deserved better, but he loved her so dearly, and it was like a butterfly -- you knew you shouldn't have it, but you wanted so badly to trap it in that glass jar and keep it by you always. When she told him that she loved him too, it was only the icing on a bittersweet cake. He leaned over and kissed her, grinning at the fact that she had felt the same way all along. Then he grabbed a string of colorful lights and hung them around the window, making the reflections of the pretty dancing lights flash off of the glass. The festive feeling in the air had his heart light and full of joy -- he hadn't felt this young and happy in months!
"No," Hana replied, blushing a little as she looked at her handsome, admittedly muscular mate. She didn't doubt for a minute that he could carry her. "I'm fine. I don't like being off the ground much..." She remembered once that the vet had used a lift to pick her up and put her into an oddly-built trailer, it had been terrifying to have her hooves swinging helplessly off the ground and knowing that if they dropped her, there was nothing she could do but hope she hit the ground lightly. Fireworks stopped his gleeful tricks for just a minute to look at his mother and smile and wave before he began to do swift circles around his father, laughing breathlessly as he realized that THIS was what he was good at. THIS was what he was meant to do! It was an exhilerating feeling!
Sunny nodded slowly, he wasn't sure why his father was there at all. He had left him alone for so long, and now he returned so nonchalantly, like he had never left at all, like Sunny had just become an adult and Silvia was still a small, sweet filly. "She's STUNNING," Sunny corrected boldly, gazing at her unabashedly before he sighed, "And she was almost mine, too."
╭
..........................................╮

╰
......................................... ╯