Do you think he'd like to meet my Illuna? Or maybe even any other of my characters?

She was not known for letting her mind wander, but when it did, it strayed far. The silvered doe was smaller than most deer, and even if she hadn't been, Suki still would have been dwarfed by the stallion. She hadn't even noticed the horse, she just wove her way around the edge of the pond, only focused enough not to fall in, and almost ran into Stormchaser. 
She stared up at him with wide eyes, crouching submissively and failing to repress a squeak that escaped when she fully realized the sheer mass of the other.
Ears tucked back, folding flat against her neck. She was visibly shaking, trembling before him as she tentatively extended a greeting and her name in a voice barely louder than a whisper. "H-hi. My name is Mitsuki."

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Might start something later ♥ But this is a stalk right now B|

When the stallion made no moves to frighten the doe, she emerged from her crouch to investigate. Smooth velvet nose extended to the other. Hesitation. "D-do you have a name, sir?" Her voice was clearer now, more steady than before. She sniffed delicately, skipping back a step. She had to crane her neck just to look at his head. Her head was barely above the height of his knees. To her own surprise she found herself closer to Stormchaser now, moving to touch her nose to the only part of him she could reach; his leg.

Mitsuki was not accustomed to rejection in any form, she was the type who took things heavily. Ears drooping, and tail doing the same, she couldn't hide her expression no matter how embarassed she was at acting so melodramatic. The little black doe ducked her head, mortified at how strong her reaction was. She must look so stupid! Eyes fixed on the ground, she focused on speaking loud enough to hear.
"My name is Mitsuki," she said in her almost childlike voice, "Sorry." She mumbled a quick apology to Stormchaser for her proximity earlier, shuffling her tiny, almost dainty looking hooves. They looked especially small compared to Stormchaser's hooves. She tried not to notice.

@Jinxyness:

The stallion took notice when Mistuki acted submissive towards him; she looked a little funny, and he almost let a small chuckle escape from his snout, but he held it in. "There is no need to be afraid. I will not hurt you.
And there is no need to apologize. I find most of it to be my fault. I really shouldn't be out in the lighter places, but the storm blocked the sun's rays and allowed me to move to a different spot. My eyes are very sensitive to light, so I am sorry," Stormchaser apologized as he spoke. He really shouldn't be out and about; he could just see the rain clouds lifting very lightly in his milky-white eye.

@Proudwolf:

The large clydesdale swung his head to look at the small figure that had approached him. As it extended with a greeting, Stormchaser shook his wool-like pelt. He caused water to fling all around him, even on the young foal. He retorted an apology afterward. "Terribly sorry about that- hello."


{ lazy tonight Bo }

She gave a little shiver, the cold wind was starting to get to her. Suki's thin dark coat gave very little protection against the elements, and if Stormchaser had not been blocking most of the rain from her, she would already have been reduced to a trembling mess. She got cold very easily. The horse's words made her forget her previous embarassment entirely.
"P-please don't go," she said, ears drooping for the second time, "Please don't leave me all alone here."
Suki was generally alone, but that didn't mean she enjoyed it. She was quite introverted, but she just had to ask Stormchaser to stay with her.
"It's g-getting so c-cold, sir," she explained quietly, her voice already showing signs of her sensitivity to the temperature. "M-maybe do you think y-you could help me f-find shelter?"

"C-can w-we go n-now, please?" she said, the trembling of her voice increasing rapidly as she spoke. "I-I don't mind w-which." She didn't know how much longer she could last out here. Taking a tentative step out of the shelter of Stormchaser, she was almost blown over by the next gust of wind. It felt like a slap, cold air and rain soaking through her pelt quickly and making her tremble where she stood.

She stood there shivering like a damp leaf in a stiff breeze, dissapointment flooding through her. "I-I don't t-think I'll m-make it t-to shelter. I-I'll just slow you down." She didn't want to leave his side, but she couldn't hinder him either.

Mitsuki wobbled on unsteady legs back towards Stormchaser. She was not strong enough to put up any resistance to his unnecessary kindness. She didn't know herself exactly how weak she had grown. She stumbled once, and then was in reach of him. Nestling up into his fur, her whole body went limp. She just couldn't help it.
"T-Thank you," came her quiet mumble from the warmth of his fur. She was safer now.

All she knew was warmth. There were two types that she could tell. One, a glowing heat that blossomed within her. The second was the physical warmth. The feeling of his longer fur against her shorter fur. "Mmm-hmm," she mumbled contently, dozing off within seconds.

She then roused herself before she was too far gone, and searched sleepily for a place to nestle herself in. She always kept herself alert to her position on him, so that she wouldn't fall off, or stray from him.

She wanted to stay with him. She needed him now. Not just because of the obvious reasons, but because her thoughts were now occupied with him, for reasons she couldn't yet discern.

The foal smiled widely, her bright face warm, despite the sour rain. "Stormchaser? What an interestin' name!" she chirped, "My name is Illuna! But you can call me Illu!"

{/bump 8|}

A shiver, a soft whimper. She squirmed in her sleep, shrinking further into him. Her protecter, her companion. Her heart and soul clung to him now. He filled her every thought, her dreams even.
"Stormy, no, don't go," she mumbles, a moan escaping her, "Please, no."
The rain pounded around them, unceasing. It was not long until she woke. Mitsuki flinched into his side, shaking the water off her head only to be drenched again. But the rain was slowing, starting to give eay. Finally.

{bump >B(}