R E I C H E N B A C H
LIKE ICARUS LOVED THE SUN
The wind howled beside him, whistling as it passed the granite barrier that kept his nook from the worst of the weather. His hair tugged away from him, a wild mess of ebony curls and jangling coins that strained with the wind, throwing his scent over the side of the mountain and into the sky. The silver of his eyes burned orange as he followed the invisible flight, warm and awake beside the small fire that guttered in an occasional flood of breeze. It was the wind that brought her to him - sweet, floral, completely strange in the midst of the wild night. He stood, nose to the air, brows furrowed in a concerned, confused expression as he took in the enticing scent and searched the black, treacherous mountain for it's origin.
She appeared as a wraith, less than a horse and more of a slight smudge of shadow against the inky darkness, and Reich watched silently as she slowly took form. Here and there she was revealed - the fly of her taupe tresses against pale skin, the slip of a delicate shoulder, the line of her slender back... it took a few moments for him to realise that she was real, and not some apparition given form by Calligo.
His step was slow at first and then quicker as he pulled himself after her, nimbly leaping upward to catch her before she went too far for him to follow. Instantly the wind caught his hair and grabbed at it, the silky locks snapping distinctly about his rough boned face.
"You're mad!"
He called, the moonlight glinting on the wild grin that had plastered itself onto his roguish face. The wind took the words from his lips immediately, flying the musical sound toward the slender mare that was headed to the peak. Reich paused as he waited for her to turn, eyes alight with something different, something altogether natural and surreal - he looked as if he belonged there, wild and chaotic as the wind that interwove between them.
@Noxia sorry for the delay!! Got a puppy on the weekend and I've been spending all my time with him haha <3