(PRP) Just A Flesh (or Hoof) Wound! (Cristobal x Yvaine)

[Samuel Carlin]

It was a beautiful day. Sun shining, breeze making the longer stalks of plainsgrass sway. Clouds scudding by overhead in a very blue sky. Birds chased one another in circles. There was no scent of danger or bad weather to come in the air. It was the perfect day to be out and about.

Which was why Cristobal was here, warming himself, stretching his legs, taking it all in. Days like these made him eager to run, to stretch his legs and get his blood flowing. He'd outgrown bucking and twisting, kicking up his hooves and shadow-fighting nothing just for the heck of it, but he could still do an elegant, extended trot, or break into a mad gallop for that stand of trees before skidding to a stop, wheeling and...

Putting his foot down squarely on a rock he hadn't seen as he thundered by.

The sound he made, high-pitched and pained was certainly not dignified. Nor was following it up by a string of low, muttered words as he paced in a circle, not putting much weight on his suddenly-throbbing foot at all. Round and around he went until, on one turn, he spotted the mare watching...and stopped.

Perfect. How long had she been there? How much had she seen? Sucking in a breath and putting his foot down carefully, he lifted his head and summoned up his best smile. "Hello, bella. Come to get warm in the sun?  

[-Diamond-Elephant-]

The gentle breeze that lightly tousled her mane brought a smile to Yvaine's features, brown eyes gazing upward at the clouds that rolled lazily by overhead. It truly was a beautiful day, one for walking and savoring and for spending beneath the sun. A day that lifted one's spirits and brought soft smiles to faces. But the mare could not help but make note of the fact that the devastating fire of a few months back had not reached this place. The thought brought both a weight of sadness and relief to Yvaine, but such saddening thoughts she cleared from her mind quickly with the shake of her head. It had been a terribly devastating event, yes, but she had moved on from that. She could not keep dwelling on things she hadn't the power to change, there was no point in that. Rather it was best to look upon happier times, and to the future. Whatever it may happen to bring.

The young mare strolled through the slowly swaying plainsgrass, her constant butterfly companion bobbing gently up and down in time with her elegant gait, long legs clinging firmly to the lantern adorned in Yvaine's mane. The beautiful weather had enticed the unicorn halfbreed from the confines of her temporary home and out into the warming rays of the sun. She had been considering an extra hour or so of rest but had ultimately decided against it, and she was glad that she had done so. For today was too lovely a day to be spent asleep.

Long ears flicked forward at the sound of pounding hooves. It appeared she was not the only one out enjoying the day. Slightly she increased her pace, going into a slow trot in search of the source of the pounding hooves. She soon came upon the source, however, and stopped, dark eyes falling upon what one might considering quite the majestic sight. A draft stallion, trotting and then galloping elegantly as his mane flowed in the wind like a burgundy banner. She watched in silence for a time, a faint smile playing upon her muzzle as she did so. It was when her mouth parted to speak that the stallion stopped and then promptly let out a pained, high-pitched yowl that sent her butterfly companion fluttering and fidgeting as Yvaine cringed. Not quite as majestic as she had originally thought, then.

It was only after a couple of minutes or so of muttering and pacing that the stallion finally noticed her presence, stopping in his tracks to stare at her, before quickly trying to regain his composure. The sight brought a bubble of laughter forth from Yvaine. ''I had yes. And you?'' Her gaze settled upon the stallion as an impish smile then graced her features and her head inclined to the side. ''Are you quite alright?''