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[Tauber]

Tauber

Since Tauber's first foray into lands outside of Sylva, he only had the desire to explore more of Beqanna. With the gradual maturation, he still had the gangliness of being only a yearling but he at least was not the youth foal. When alone and being thoughtful, he wondered if he was ever truly a youthful foal, foolish and carefree. He supposed growing up in the Sylvan woods did no favor for the "normal" childhood. Instead he mostly kept away from the more dangerous of the creatures that roamed there.

Either way, he thought that perhaps a bath in the river would wash away the scent of Sylva and he would find someone that didn't want to beat him up or at least think that he might want to hurt them. He even dunked his head under water just to be thorough. Tauber stepped out of the riverbank, squinting and his eyes tearing from the sun. The day-blind creature tentatively walked back towards where he remembered the woods to be. The winds chilled his wet buckskin coat and the purple tendrils that seemed to fall every which way.

A whinny distracts him from his quest for darkness. He turns his head, ears twitching and still squinting towards Kagerus. "Hello? Who's there?" There's a slight tinge of fear in this moment, as he was vulnerable without his cloak of shadows or his sight. Perhaps in the future he would only venture about at night--but then again, he knew that most horses didn't stay up most the night and sleep during the day.

the brave man with a sword

Ugh, this is...not the best. I promise it'll get better! @[Kagerus]