ARAXES
tender heart
How could he just come marching in to the lands like nothing had happened? He was the Warden of the Day Court, and it wasn't the best thing to come in to Denocte, considering the tensions that ran high between the two courts, and yet here she was almost dancing on her small hooves and looking up at him with an expression that could be considered annoyance. Though it was more like worry than that, enough that it prickled through her, making her uncomfortable for a brief moment.
She was used to such touches between them, and it seemed to be enough to stifle her annoyance at the situation, her wings merely ruffling up instead of puffing out as much as they could, and she leaned herself slightly against him. It wasn't as if she were heavy, with his big head against her, she felt so.. small. All the same, she gave him a look as he finally met her gaze, and she seemed to deflate in front of him at the words, her own ears giving a half flick backward.
"No!" Araxes blurted it out before she could stop herself, and her head drew back a little, wings giving a small flap before folding up against the sides of her head again. "I.. no." She hadn't meant to shout it the first time, so now it came out in a soft voice as she inhaled, letting it out again and blinking up at him with large eyes, doe-like more than anything else, worried. "It's just.... you know," Araxes huffed, and she shifted on her hooves, her body a little more large than she would have liked.
Those months of gaining weight and her sleepiness and sickness had all been connected not that long ago. It wasn't hard to tell that Araxes was pregnant, and with more than one foal. Still, she blinked up at Torstein, her ears falling in a more sad way as she focused on him, only to lean her head forward and press it against his chest, next to the spines that held that cavity closed. "I've missed you. I've... had to rest here, mostly." She was certain he'd notice, but she wasn't sure how he'd react. It wasn't as if she could force the fact on him.
He was there, and that was all that mattered to her.
Still, it worried the small mare that he would react in some way, even though he hadn't just yet, and her head came up, lips seeking to press where they could against him, warmth sliding through her. She was helplessly in love with him, and she had no idea what to do about it. "It's good to see you, even if.. well. If someone sees us, I'll just have to step in. You're no harm to anyone here." Not at the moment, she knew. He wasn't doing anything to upset Denocte in any shape or form.
She was used to such touches between them, and it seemed to be enough to stifle her annoyance at the situation, her wings merely ruffling up instead of puffing out as much as they could, and she leaned herself slightly against him. It wasn't as if she were heavy, with his big head against her, she felt so.. small. All the same, she gave him a look as he finally met her gaze, and she seemed to deflate in front of him at the words, her own ears giving a half flick backward.
"No!" Araxes blurted it out before she could stop herself, and her head drew back a little, wings giving a small flap before folding up against the sides of her head again. "I.. no." She hadn't meant to shout it the first time, so now it came out in a soft voice as she inhaled, letting it out again and blinking up at him with large eyes, doe-like more than anything else, worried. "It's just.... you know," Araxes huffed, and she shifted on her hooves, her body a little more large than she would have liked.
Those months of gaining weight and her sleepiness and sickness had all been connected not that long ago. It wasn't hard to tell that Araxes was pregnant, and with more than one foal. Still, she blinked up at Torstein, her ears falling in a more sad way as she focused on him, only to lean her head forward and press it against his chest, next to the spines that held that cavity closed. "I've missed you. I've... had to rest here, mostly." She was certain he'd notice, but she wasn't sure how he'd react. It wasn't as if she could force the fact on him.
He was there, and that was all that mattered to her.
Still, it worried the small mare that he would react in some way, even though he hadn't just yet, and her head came up, lips seeking to press where they could against him, warmth sliding through her. She was helplessly in love with him, and she had no idea what to do about it. "It's good to see you, even if.. well. If someone sees us, I'll just have to step in. You're no harm to anyone here." Not at the moment, she knew. He wasn't doing anything to upset Denocte in any shape or form.
@Torstein || smoll puffy birb
