Look Forward... Trust Yourself... Find Peace
Pol found herself in the markets, eyes traveling through the equines that were around her. Stopping at her favorite merchant for miscellaneous healing supplies, she spoke softly and with a warm smile. Tucking away the supplies into a pack that she had grabbed for this trip, she continued to pace through the market.
As she passed through the markets, a flash of blues and yellows caught her attention. Stopping, she found her gaze drawn to the bull with an almost magnetic pull. "Trey?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. It seemed like he was a dream.
Pacing forward as fast as she could, Pol neared the bull as their gazes were stuck on each other. Her healer side forced her gaze to run over the powerful male, finding no new injuries that she could instantly recognize.
"You... you're here... You are in Novus." She murmured, a cacophony of emotions racing through her as her pale eyes met his vivid ones.
@Trevelyan
Notes: <3
