Two hearts beat as one. The sound, however comforting, is nearly lost in the howling of the winds and the onslaught of freezing rain that pounds at the horse and his small companion. She is a silver and slate shape in the vastness of the other, not completely sheltered from the storm, but much safer than if she had been alone. Mitsuki whimpers softly and squirms in her sleep.
“Don’t leave, Stormy,” she mumbles, “Don’t go… No, no—please.”
“Shh, it’s okay,” came the comforting words of the one who had protected her when she needed it most of all.
Still the storm raged about them, unrelenting. Time itself seemed to turn to liquid, slowly meandering on and times, and at others, rushing like a river over rapids. No pattern emerged, but the hours stretched on. When the little doe woke it was the eighth hour of the rain and wind, the eighth hour of an anxious sleep, worrying about the thunderstorm, but mostly about him.
Groggily lifting her head, she blinked the sleep out of her eyes and tried to stand up. Her knees gave out and she collapsed with a surprised squeak. Dehydration was her primary concern now, but she could not help trying to get up once more. Another squeak, and another fall, this time broken by a velvet nose holding her up from underneath the doe.
“Are you alright?” His words were careful, almost strained as he pulled back his head, just to give her a somewhat stern glance that told her to stay down and not give standing up another try.
“Yes. I think.” Her voice was hoarse with disuse, and her mouth was dry. But it was then that she noticed that the storm was slowing down, coming to an end.
They had made it through. Together.
this is just a short little snippet of stormchaser and mitsuki's time in the stormy weather ;___; it wasn't supposed to be this short, but I think it turned out okay. (:
