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He only realizes the stranger moments after he’s found his feet. Where his hooves can safely purchase the ground, and whilst he surveys the small outcropping with his one good eye. “Oh,” his voice is low. Too low and soft to be of any use between the spaces that surround them; it does however, leave the stallion’s lips ajar. Just a smidge, as Valerian folds his wings against his body and turns to face the fellow traveler with an unwavering smile. Erasing the small moment of hesitancy, and surprise that clearly ignores the disheveled appearance ahead of him. Or the piercing blue eyes that cast themselves into the encroaching storm.
“Sure! If not, we’ll make do. Yeah?” He calls out above the wind with a hearty breath, and faces the sky with a quickly beating heart. A grin curls at the edges of his dark lips, as the fear in his gut is mistaken for excitement. And the passionate wind beating against his frame, jostling his locks whichever way, remind him of flight.
But his gaze does not linger long, twisting his head back to the slim stallion. “Come!” He moves himself further in and between the conifers. Their bark brushing harshly against his sides, chafing, as the ledge offered limited space. Valerian settles in what appears to be the area of maximum shelter offered by the foliage. The wind is still able to rattle their limbs, and push itself through now and then in waves. Loose, dehydrated needles filter down from the limbs that housed them.
Valerian turned himself around in anticipation of the stranger following inwards. While he hadn’t taken a very long look at him, the first thing that came to his lips was, “You okay?” Tilting his head just so in curious nature. Ears drawn forward, intermittently twitching here and there as the storm began its descent. Naturally his left eye searched his body for any wounds. Leading his head to point slightly right. The right eye was all but useless. Serving its purpose as a good icebreaker, or a tale of woven lies – depending on his mood. The scar that ran down on that side often proved more intriguing.
At least now they could talk without the wind completely silencing their voices.
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