@duke-greywinter | continued
{📪} “Anything I can do to help?” Ditzy spoke in a gentle tone, the mansion at night was rather quiet, aside from the sounds of the weather outside. It was peacefully at times but could leave one to deal with their deepest thoughts. She knew all too well.
A soft hum escaped her throat as she happily nuzzled the stallion’s muzzle. Once they parted, she preceded to stand next to him, leaning her head against his shoulder with a soft sigh.
Her eyes traveled towards the painting in front of them, as she trotted towards him, she noticed that Greywinter seemed fixated in the particular artwork. And now that she looking at, she could see why.
{📪} His parents....the mare never did ask him what happened to them since she felt as though she had no authority to ask..but all she knew that they weren’t around and that thought alone made her feel sorry for him. All her life she had been surrounded by loved ones, but Greywinter...he wasn’t. She couldn’t even imagine her life without her parents.
His voice broke her train of thought, but she still returned his smile with one of her own as she gave his hoof a soft squeeze. “It’s fine hun, it’s kinda hard not to wake up when your warm body isn’t next to me. Kinda made me realize how little body heat I have.” She said with a giggle.
