06-27-2017, 08:05 PM
if there's a light at the end, it's just the sun in your eyes
She's sheepish, and obviously lost.
Amet's heart aches for her, memories of his childhood rushing unwanted through his thoughts. The dragon king nearly frowns, but he doesn't want to appear sad or uncertain in front of the frightened girl. Ears fluttering, he listens to her anxious stammer before offering a warm nicker, his golden head lowered to her height.
"What is her name, mahal?" he inquires of the seal brown girl, the soft term of endearment slipping from his lips as if he were still a lanky colt, hiding in the rolling Dunes. "Perhaps I can help you find her?" It's a gentle offer, with the hope that she does not find him too intimidating.It is unsettling still, even for him, to look into the lake and see his leather-plated reflection. Born a normal colt with a metallic bay coat, the Akhal-Teke had never imagined that he would one day be gifted dragon scales by the Fairy.
"You could come stay in Hyaline until we found her, if you want. You would love my friend Tang."
Amet