07-23-2018, 01:19 PM
Leilan
Your beauty is beyond compare -
oh, if I could hear but one song from you
I shall hail thee Queen of Birds...
oh, if I could hear but one song from you
I shall hail thee Queen of Birds...
Leilan has one major character flaw. It's easily seen once you know what to look for: in every social situation, he's a joker, or a flirt, or a bit of both - never taking life too serious because it is too short. When he doesn't get the attention he craves; he just adds more of the same. Lashes out, even. It started with his sister taking up all the Amazons' attention all those years ago; he's still the same now, in a slightly different way - Breckin doesn't want him, so he believes, so he searches every other opportunity with whatever girl or woman who crosses his path, to get what she doesn't give: attention and caresses, all as a substitute for love.
And she's standing there. Pretending nothing had happened, maybe even that they were still just friends with the minor addiction to flirting with one another, as if she hadn't walked out on him that day and leaving him confused, finally to decide that it was likely she just did not like him that way and had thought a clean break was best. Almost a year ago now, and she'd been nowhere to be seen - except he always carried her with him. Or perhaps she had been around but hiding, had he looked around better - truth be told he hadn't dared set a hoof in Nerine, although he'd been on his way there twice before now. Not even to see his mother; because there was a possibility she might ask about Breckin, or call her before he could interject, or even nothing at all but with the scent of her still around. Better to avoid the place at all.
That had also meant no parental advice from either his mother or father, who could maybe have told him that he was overthinking it and she'd just needed some time alone. But hey, pride is also a thing.
He was painfully aware that she ignored him while Roseen and Arthas introduced themselves. Then, while he was still shock-staring at her, she looked his way - quick, look away - and his ears flicked back and forth as he focused on Roseen - too quick, maybe - as if not knowing if he should be jesting with Breckin, or be angry at her. He chose nothing, because his brain wasn't fast enough to process that just maybe, she was wondering what he was thinking, not wondering why he was still alive at all or why he was here in the field.
Arthas' comments make him blink and return to earth, and with an almost unnoticeable shake of his head he focuses on what he is saying to him. He snorts at the man's comment, be that in amusement or in resilience, for the grey to decide. To pick up where they left off, the other male could have simply heeded his call when he'd visited Loess not long ago - instead he'd found Rey (out of all places, there she was) and Lepis. The sabino mare of last year was nowhere to be seen back then, but who knows what she was up to. Maybe she'd just been lingering in the shadows.
Which leads him to his question, when the man seemingly wants to add Roseen to that bunch. Now come on, right under his nose? Not going to happen. Leilan had talked to her first. He's almost reminded of Ivar, so unwilling to share a girl. "Tell me Arthas, how are Loess and your mares these days? Shouldn't you be with Rey and Lepis, now that they're so near giving birth? You must be dying to see your children. Is Dynast still there, too?" he asked nonchalantly. Surely, they were Arthas' babies, right? Although with Rey, Leilan was slightly less sure - due to the day he'd spent with her also - but she'd confirmed it wasn't Leilan's anyway. She probably knew best what season it was when she coupled with which stallion, so, not his problem if it turned out to be yet another man's child. But maybe the grey was lucky for once.
His moved his head downwards just slightly, noticing he'd held his head high for no particular reason other than to pointedly ignore Breckin's looks - but thankfully, she continues onto a long speech, explaining her search through all the kingdoms before settling on Nerine. That she is a promising young woman. Well that was the point, he'd thought so too, although to be fair he already knew that no matter who he tried with, a long-lasting relationship was never going to work out any more.
She'd spoiled his heart.
"I'll take you if that makes you more comfortable going." he proposes to the sooty bay - she doesn't seem to do well in crowds, but perhaps a familiar face would help.
And she's standing there. Pretending nothing had happened, maybe even that they were still just friends with the minor addiction to flirting with one another, as if she hadn't walked out on him that day and leaving him confused, finally to decide that it was likely she just did not like him that way and had thought a clean break was best. Almost a year ago now, and she'd been nowhere to be seen - except he always carried her with him. Or perhaps she had been around but hiding, had he looked around better - truth be told he hadn't dared set a hoof in Nerine, although he'd been on his way there twice before now. Not even to see his mother; because there was a possibility she might ask about Breckin, or call her before he could interject, or even nothing at all but with the scent of her still around. Better to avoid the place at all.
That had also meant no parental advice from either his mother or father, who could maybe have told him that he was overthinking it and she'd just needed some time alone. But hey, pride is also a thing.
He was painfully aware that she ignored him while Roseen and Arthas introduced themselves. Then, while he was still shock-staring at her, she looked his way - quick, look away - and his ears flicked back and forth as he focused on Roseen - too quick, maybe - as if not knowing if he should be jesting with Breckin, or be angry at her. He chose nothing, because his brain wasn't fast enough to process that just maybe, she was wondering what he was thinking, not wondering why he was still alive at all or why he was here in the field.
Arthas' comments make him blink and return to earth, and with an almost unnoticeable shake of his head he focuses on what he is saying to him. He snorts at the man's comment, be that in amusement or in resilience, for the grey to decide. To pick up where they left off, the other male could have simply heeded his call when he'd visited Loess not long ago - instead he'd found Rey (out of all places, there she was) and Lepis. The sabino mare of last year was nowhere to be seen back then, but who knows what she was up to. Maybe she'd just been lingering in the shadows.
Which leads him to his question, when the man seemingly wants to add Roseen to that bunch. Now come on, right under his nose? Not going to happen. Leilan had talked to her first. He's almost reminded of Ivar, so unwilling to share a girl. "Tell me Arthas, how are Loess and your mares these days? Shouldn't you be with Rey and Lepis, now that they're so near giving birth? You must be dying to see your children. Is Dynast still there, too?" he asked nonchalantly. Surely, they were Arthas' babies, right? Although with Rey, Leilan was slightly less sure - due to the day he'd spent with her also - but she'd confirmed it wasn't Leilan's anyway. She probably knew best what season it was when she coupled with which stallion, so, not his problem if it turned out to be yet another man's child. But maybe the grey was lucky for once.
His moved his head downwards just slightly, noticing he'd held his head high for no particular reason other than to pointedly ignore Breckin's looks - but thankfully, she continues onto a long speech, explaining her search through all the kingdoms before settling on Nerine. That she is a promising young woman. Well that was the point, he'd thought so too, although to be fair he already knew that no matter who he tried with, a long-lasting relationship was never going to work out any more.
She'd spoiled his heart.
"I'll take you if that makes you more comfortable going." he proposes to the sooty bay - she doesn't seem to do well in crowds, but perhaps a familiar face would help.
there's something here that doesn't make sense
let's go and poke it with a stick
let's go and poke it with a stick
@[Arthas] @[Roseen] @[Breckin]
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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