[ENG] Begging for some rest ~ Sabel

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No dreams within her heart, but dreams of love
rank two Sabel

She was always wandering the nights alone, trodding along the shore line and staring up at the moon, wondering just how much longer she would have until the next blue moon might appear overhead. That was just about the least of her worries though, and it troubled her. There was E'vesdar to think of, that confusing stallion with the same fiery eyes as her own. Her mind summoned the image of his stature once more, allowing her to appreciate his muscled form, his striped neck and mane. He was magnificent, and he listed to her. He...was her friend, she reminded herself. And that was all he wanted, or ever would want. Sabel couldn't count the number of times she had to remind herself that in a day. It was very disappointing, but she was getting better at accepting it. Friendship was more than she had ever hoped to have anyways.
There was a distraction from her sorrow, though, and he had shown himself as a blue roan stallion with a rasping yet charming voice. She wasn't sure exactly what to think about him yet, Adelheid the loner. She had so much in common with him, hidden sorrows included, but perhaps it was just too soon for her. In the distance came the trumpeting of a clear voice, calling out for an answer, maybe a challenge? She turned her head, pricking her ears to hear the voice, and then let out a shrill whinny in response. She made her way to the horse, picking up her pace slightly as she pondered who the owner would be. She hadn't known why she had responded, really, but she had and it was too late to take it back now. She could smell the other getting closer, and she lowered her head, intrigued. He came into view at last, a dark coat with the most bright, flowing mane and tail she had seen, long like her own, though she had never seen a horse with a tail longer than hers. She blinked, still for a second as she took him in. Now there was something new to distract her, she though warmly. 'You called. Sabel has answered.' She smiled coyly, batting her lashes at the silver dapple stallion, waiting.

All those sleepless nights, and all those wasted days

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No dreams within her heart, but dreams of love
rank two Sabel

A cold wind blew through her mane, scattering tendrils this way and that, tussling her hair until it was a right mess as she stood, curious as a cat. She cocked her head, feeling more playful than she usually did. Her inspiration, she was sure, was simply the fact that this was someone different, new, who she had no strings attached to. Truth be told, the same could be said of Adelheid, her blue roan mystery, but for some reason she did feel as if a few strings were attached to him. It was odd to meet someone and feel as if you already understood them. That was how things went with him, and it confused her. She needed solace with a normal stranger, to be assured she wasn't just making things up out of some deprived sense of rejection after E'vesdar. There it was, the first time she'd ever admitted it to herself. She did feel rejected. Even though they had agreed to be friends, and had gained so much from one chance meeting, she had simply been wanting more. And it had been as if he hadn't even realized that. He had charmed her so easily, but it seemed just a game to him. He had eyes for another, and when she had realized that, well...no words could express it. She shoved it all aside abruptly, refocusing on the face before her.
'Lerav, is it? Well, now, if I never answered anyone, then everyone would be a stranger, wouldn't they?' She felt sarcastic, but it was a front to conceal her inner turmoil, both from him as much as herself. This wasn't the time nor place to be worried about it, even if she had just experienced a kind of revelation. She had excellent timing, she scolded herself. She put on a charming smile, and flicked her tail, as much as it would twirl. The long mass of hair that stalked her was too long to simply flick, but she often tried despite that. 'Besides, perhaps I would enjoy a bit of danger.' That ought to give him something the mull over, she smirked, feeling quite smug.

* Oh hush, you're doing fine. And sorry this is kind of short. I'm in a hurry to get to everyone.

All those sleepless nights, and all those wasted days

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[ENG] Begging for some rest ~ Sabel

[ENG] Begging for some rest ~ Sabel

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