we have arrived; the lost boys, residents of hyaline

[Maugrim]

make me pay,
like the devil i am

The darkness clings to him, wrapping itself lovingly around the small of his body as he follows her (Iset is her name, but Maugrim has no use for titles). Their walk into Hyaline is dismal and silent as they move beneath the sultry moonlight, his pearlescent and green body splattered with patterns of silver that shines from above them. There are quite a few trees here in Hyaline, the permanent scowl that etches on the pale of his cracked lips showing his displeasure at the obvious lack of water. The realization makes him feel weak and vulnerable as he silently walks with the glittering girl before him, their hooves soft against the dew-strewn grass.

As they wander through the many different trees, the yearling is not afraid. He is not sure how Iset is feeling (partly because he doesn’t really care) but she is causing quite the trouble for her homeland and her brothers. Would she be able to stick to the plan that she had promised Levi? Perhaps it is one of the reasons the auburn stallion paired the yearling with her; Maugrim would make sure that her promise would be kept. His tail twitches idly. Part of him hopes she has somehow warned the residents without their knowing, so that he will be forced to do something to keep her quiet, to fill her throat with water…

The scowl on his face twitches. Maugrim found her particularly interesting. Maybe that was the reason he allows himself to follow her obediently – or maybe he’s hoping that this act of vandalism will go terribly wrong. He’d hate to miss it if it did.

As they continue to move, his pale nostrils flare. Water. He snorts sharply, eyes roving the area for the source. The silver moonlight illuminates the small lake in the distance like a welcome mat, glittering in the gentle breeze. With a grunt, Maugrim bumps the girl’s shoulder, eyes hungrily staring. He needs to be there; or at least, close enough to use it if needed. It calls to him, crooning and beckoning him closer with such force, that he nearly ignores Iset completely to make his own path towards it. The only thing stopping him from doing so was the promise of destruction and his own twisted hope of death, which made it impossible for him to stray from Levi’s plan.

He continues to walk with her, dark and near pupil-less eyes reflecting the lake ravenously in their depths.

No one will stop them; Maugrim would make sure of it.

m a u g r i m.

@[Levi] @[Iset] @[Deathwish] @[Kolera]

If anyone tries to interfere, Maugrim will be using water to keep them from doing so. Non-lethal, of course. Because I'm sure Iset will kill him before he even tries anything to do anything. :3