ARAXES
tender heart
Relations between Night and Day had been.. tense, to say the least. Araxes knew they were, and yet, here she was wandering deep in to Solterra, her wings fanned out behind her head in an effort to keep herself cool with the breezes that felt more like blows from a furnace. Solterra in the middle of the summer wasn't the.. best of ideas, but she was curious, she wanted to go. It was likely she'd hear it from Reichenbach when she got back, but she was a driven young thing, wanting to explore the lands and ind the plants that lay hidden in the jewel of the deserts.
It felt like hours until she reached the oasis, her spotted frame shuddering, patches of sweat formed under her legs and against her chest and sides. Her mane felt heavier than usual, as did her tail, and her head dropped before.. she saw it. The glint and scent of water was unmistakable, and even in her.. odd state, she found her head lifting and her breath coming out in staggering puffs. She had run out of water earlier, with the flasks kept in her bag.
Carefully, she removed it, stepping forward and splashing in to the water, trembling as the cool liquid seeped in to her fur and against her delicate skin. Araxes pushed her head under the water even, taking in a mouthful at the same time as she lifted it, and shook herself. Walking seemed a bit tiresome lately, but not that long ago, she could have walked for long stretches and been fine. Now it was like she was gaining weight and getting tired more easily.
But she had made it.
Laughing breathlessly, she leaned her head back and basked in the sun now that she was wet, enjoying the sensation of beads of water rolling over her body as she cooled off. Refilling her flasks was a priority here, but so was gently picking herbs and, well. Finding Torstein of course. She had come for two reasons; the herbs here at the oasis were rare, and plucking a few would provide her with the seeds necessary for growing them back home, and seeing Torstein was... a bonus.
The stallion hadn't been seen in a while, and there was a pull in her chest that always seemed to tug her toward the large male. If she was lucky, it would be Tor she would run in to, and not someone else in Solterra.
It felt like hours until she reached the oasis, her spotted frame shuddering, patches of sweat formed under her legs and against her chest and sides. Her mane felt heavier than usual, as did her tail, and her head dropped before.. she saw it. The glint and scent of water was unmistakable, and even in her.. odd state, she found her head lifting and her breath coming out in staggering puffs. She had run out of water earlier, with the flasks kept in her bag.
Carefully, she removed it, stepping forward and splashing in to the water, trembling as the cool liquid seeped in to her fur and against her delicate skin. Araxes pushed her head under the water even, taking in a mouthful at the same time as she lifted it, and shook herself. Walking seemed a bit tiresome lately, but not that long ago, she could have walked for long stretches and been fine. Now it was like she was gaining weight and getting tired more easily.
But she had made it.
Laughing breathlessly, she leaned her head back and basked in the sun now that she was wet, enjoying the sensation of beads of water rolling over her body as she cooled off. Refilling her flasks was a priority here, but so was gently picking herbs and, well. Finding Torstein of course. She had come for two reasons; the herbs here at the oasis were rare, and plucking a few would provide her with the seeds necessary for growing them back home, and seeing Torstein was... a bonus.
The stallion hadn't been seen in a while, and there was a pull in her chest that always seemed to tug her toward the large male. If she was lucky, it would be Tor she would run in to, and not someone else in Solterra.
@Torstein || she's here to see the pretty water i swear
