Serenity. The very air seemed thick with it, as if the vague, whispered suggestion of some cloying yet alluring perfume that lingered on long after the wearer of such had vanished around the corner and left only half a memory in their wake. Stars whirled overhead in the night sky like drunken and giddy revelers. The gloom of the night was lit by the sporadic, golden flash of lightning bugs as they, too, singled for the hope of a mate and love.
The gentle roar of the cascading falls was the final, elegant detail to such an ideal picture of an early autumn night. The balm of summer had not yet left, though the night was mild, far from humid. It's hushed voice provided the final, ideal backdrop to nature's late-night symphony of light and sound. Reposed on the dark outline of a rocky outcrop, two figures enjoyed the evening in silent companionship.
The first of which, a Bleached Fellox by the name of Teague. Her elegantly tapering muzzle was draped over a significantly smaller back, that rose in fell in gentle inhalations. Whatever it was, it looked from a distant like a strange array of multicolored moss. It was difficult to distinguish a shape of any sort.
However, with another moment the mass of moss raised its head to display an expressive yawn, four prismatic tails unfurling from around it's tightly curled body.
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Celestynka
Her name was Celestynka , though most had taken to shortening the puzzling and nearly unpronounceable name to merely 'Celest.' The good natured Prismatic Fenling took no offense in the least. And then, the silence was broken as the young female spoke at last.
"It's beautiful tonight, isn't Teague?" Her tones were gentle, innocent. The chime of a wind chime.
"It is," came the agreement, deeper and more mature, yet softer, and no less musical.
A smile, a bright flash in the dark. "I'm glad I could share it with you," she murmured.
"And I, you."
One should not assume that the two were lovers. If anything, their relationship was merely that of sisters. They were close indeed, however, and their bond was nigh unbreakable.
But they had come here not simply for the beauty of the area...but perchance to find and claim love for themselves.