**the scent of another wafts in on the evening zephyr, and with rapid grace the full length o' ruffled boa unfurls to elevate visage to utmost, gaze seeking that which ingresseth on these grounds. indeed, this one was remembered, this flama escura...arch angel? why, salutations; you have come. a soft, melodious cry escapes from scorch'd velveteens, recognition mingling with comaraderie as swift closing of the distance between the two is commenced. patrician countenance is extended t'ward the dark flame, optics alight with a previously unseen inner laughter**

.welcome.

**silver'd notes emanate from larynx, inquiring after the health of this mare. a companionable whicker is emitted to this fresh arrival, remembrances that had begun to be buried underneath present claims on attention, being undelved, turned over, the disctinctive scent released once more unto the atmosphere of the alive and well. a curt snap is issued to veil, uncharacteristic shortness displayed to the other mare. do you dare doubt my companion? pray, do not o'erstep the boundaries of modesty, for a retort thrown to my friend is one that i myself shall receive personally...to your great disadvantage, i fear. respect is gained but with difficulty from my friend, and trust? continue your current behavior, and it shall be far beyond your grasp**

.careful, careful.

**welcoming disposition reassumed, a gentle nudge is bestowed with grace upon the pelt of her old companion. her arrival was little precedented in the regions o' chaos, but it seemed that the two were destined to travel the same path ... where one journeyed, the other nearly inevitably reached in time. of course, a great kindness on the part of fate to corral the two together constantly; the years had seen quite a partnership formed between them. no, indeed, my friend, you have not changed, not in the least. still the high-stepping, cold-speaking, mane-tossing, effortless quality that so endears you to me. welcome, welcome indeed. in fact, i might almost say, welcome back?**

~siren~