[PRP] Spring Fling Heartbreak! (Zucutto Sohalia & Kenji)

[Sawaki]

Kenji wandered around aimlessly. He had just left Syrea and their children behind, and was feeling slightly depressed. His head hung low, and his pace was slow and dull with no direction. From the start, Syrea and him had decided that they were just going to have kids and then go their separate ways, but he hadn't anticipated that he'd miss his children so soon after his departure. He was feeling even more unnerved about the fact that he hadn't seen or heard of Ziva since their childhood. Ziva, his first and only real love, had agreed to mate with him back in the day. But now, the memory was fading and hazed, hidden behind other, more fresh memories of dozens and dozens of mares he felt no attachment to whatsoever. Nevertheless, he just couldn't help himself. Although the feelings he felt for other mares were genuinely sincere and honest in the moment, he had never been able to find one that lasted in the long run.

He tried not to let his mood bring him down. Instead, he focused on other things, like the sound of the wind in the afternoon and the chirping of sparrows in the nearby forest. He was walking along the cusp of the large plains, separated from the dark forest by a thick river. When he was feeling feisty, he'd wander around in the forest and see what kind of trouble he could find himself in. Sometimes, he was a thrill-seeker. At others, he was a womanizer. And for the last few months, he'd been a father. It was a new feeling, and he wasn't ready to settle down yet, leading him to where he was now- in the middle of nowhere, with no one, and with nothing to do. If all things went his way and he was lucky, he might find a mare and entertain himself for the time being. His hopes hung on that last thought as he let out a small grin.

Growing tired of walking, he headed to the river for a quick douse in the water. His long, coarse curls swayed in the wind. His stride was elegant, despite the bulging muscles that were quite visible in his legs and neck and his strong, powerful build. When he was moving, he was quite a sight to behold, beautiful and powerful, with a gentle voice: he was quite the charmer, and no mare stood a chance.  

[Epine de Rose]

She'd gotten some of the feathers, a reasonable amount of vines and twine but she was still missing some key pieces. No matter how far and wide she searched, she could never find the correct sort of wood. She'd never imagined that it would be so difficult to find the sort of materials she was seeking, but apparently they were a very rare resource indeed. Little did she know that the type of wood she was looking for was generally harvested by humans for baskets and kindle. Then again, she would probably never find that information out unless she took a few weeks or so to investigate the behaviour of the weird, hairless creatures near the shores.

Nevertheless, Zucutto Sohalia was not a soquili that was easily defeated and ever the optimist, she elected to continue her search with renewed vigor. She'd found some of the wood before, meaning that it did exist, she simply had to find more of it. Admittedly it was likely to be a very prolonged search but she had had her dreams from childhood and wasn't going to give them up because of a hurdle like this!

Thus it should have come at no surprise that this morning, Ziggy was out in full force to locate her chosen resources. Her usual spritely self, the mare bounded through the long grasses with next to no grace. Every now and then she'd give a toss of her head to clear her forelock from her vision, but any other irritants such as burrs on the fur were largely ignored.

Scratch that, they were completely ignored.

Suffice to say the mare was feeling good about today. She was usually optimistic but it was a little different today, something in her bones told her that she was going to be successful, that yes, she would find what she was after.

...Little did she know that she wasn't going to find quite what she expected!