“Ariston.” The name rolled softly from her tongue as verse of a well sung song. Each syllable tested to bring to commit the sound to memory where it might lie in comfort til fondly resurfaced. Weathered lips curled with the faintest of smiles to complement the quick whisk of the tail til it tucked just beneath a folded haunch. She preferred his given name, as it played much more kindly upon her ears. A song, as opposed to a sound, that she might better remember.
“Thank you. I will remember it.”
No doubt was present as she returned her gaze to the bridge of his muzzle. Her adorned smile brightened all the more as she received him… though it was the internal pull of time that inviting the female to stand once more on lengthy limbs. “I too will remember that there is one that I matter to,” she dipped her head slightly. “The winter is cruel, though I will weather it. In spring, if not before, I shall see you again.” She lowered her muzzle politely before her dismissal, granting him the image of respect that was deserved by his kind, enlightening words. She offered a final smile and glance as she turned, then proceeded forward with purpose; nose closer to the ground and bodied lowered as she sought to trail a scent.
[Exit Xi'nuata] |