hold me in your heart

Roscorro had not laid eyes upon the quiet mare in sometime. That did not stop the smile that brightened his face, however. "Taivas!" He boomed as he worked his way closer to the mare, his great head dipping in his usual greeting. "It has been too long, far too long!" His long tail swept over the ground in a pleased manner as his great wings unfurled. He had left the part of the city his herd had claimed to explore the old ruins and scout for possible roamers in search of a new home. He never imagined that he'd encounter a familiar face today. It was a welcomed surprise after being hold up within the herdlands for so long.

Unlike her he knew of buildings, though up until he had come to the rift had only ever been described them by his mother and other friendly servants and guards. It wasn't until he had come to this city that he learned of their true grandeur. Now they were a normal sight to him, though they never lost their beauty in the eyes of the stallion. They were truly magnificent works of art. If she'd allowed Rosco would reach out and brush his nose against her's, ever careful not to scrape another with the sharp ridge of horns on his face.

@Taivas

(I AM SO SORRY)