Sol Bestiam
“No worries, friend. Whoever said that sounds like a right twat.” Sol chuckled again, definitely finding himself enjoying the smaller stallion's company. "Considering the sources... I would have to agree with that observation. Granted one was my own sire at one point." Sol brushed off the feelings that were connected to said sire and his past, refusing to let them ruin the fun he was having with the other male.
“Of course, peace is a good thing, It’s all about balance, I think. A little bit of peace, a little bit of chaos, Gotta keep things interesting, but not too out of control.” Sol nodded as he listened. "Balance is a very good thing. Granted, it can be a challenge to accomplish." He laughed again, realizing that he was finally in a place where he was finding balance after years of chaos.
“Excellent. I know a place, just past the Olivine Temple, where they make the best cider in Novus!” Sol motioned for Mateo to lead the way, the pair conversing and laughing together like old friends as they traveled. This seemed like the beginning of a wonderful friendship and Sol found himself cherishing the idea in a way that he had never before.
"Speaking."
Notes: Definitely! I think Sol would gladly count Mateo as a friend <3 And dont worry, I suck at starters and closers XD
