Velk
10-22-2018, 09:27 AM
do you ever wonder...
...do you ever dream?
The two-toned lad could not stop thinking about those three babies. Something inside nagged him about the little charcoal filly. He was mad at himself for not even trying to help her. Then again, he did not know he possessed the ability to help the other two. His gift was foreign to him. He knew of the magic of Beqanna - of wings, antlers and horns, of trait mimicry and, full animal shapeshifters, of Kagerus' dreamworld and of magic most only dream about. Never did he know he was blessed with such magic.
The realization that he possessed the ability to heal another brought to light that he could do so much good in this world. He began to feel less conflicted in the days that followed. He began to feel closer to Hyaline and the graces of sanctuary that his mother established. Velk felt as though he could pursue this as his purpose. He could not recall Solace ever mentioning an official healer on the roster; however, he would eagerly volunteer to be the first. With a gentle sigh, Velk chose to follow-up on the whereabouts of the two bay foals. Warlight is his half-sister and, although they did not spend their days as siblings, he had grown fond of her. And, he needs to know that they are okay. He needs to validate that his gift was not some trick of the mind.
Muscled quarters engage to push ebony-and-ivory lad into a purposeful march. His pace is steady and determined though neither rushed nor leisurely. Sky blue gaze scans the slopes for the pair of mahogany youth though, his widened nostrils soon pick up their delicate perfumes, which are heavily laced with fear and panic. As he draws near, Velk offers a gentle nicker to reassure them that he comes with friendly intentions. He calls out as well, his tone as gentle as his whicker. "Warlight, it is just me - your older brother. I just want to make sure you are all right." When Velk emerges into the clearing, he catches sight of a pair of chocolate brown backs amongst the thinning array of grasses. Ears prick atop poll and maturing stag draws to a halt nearby. He offers a reassuring smile to both Warlight and, her familiar friend, as he waits for them to receive him.
The realization that he possessed the ability to heal another brought to light that he could do so much good in this world. He began to feel less conflicted in the days that followed. He began to feel closer to Hyaline and the graces of sanctuary that his mother established. Velk felt as though he could pursue this as his purpose. He could not recall Solace ever mentioning an official healer on the roster; however, he would eagerly volunteer to be the first. With a gentle sigh, Velk chose to follow-up on the whereabouts of the two bay foals. Warlight is his half-sister and, although they did not spend their days as siblings, he had grown fond of her. And, he needs to know that they are okay. He needs to validate that his gift was not some trick of the mind.
Muscled quarters engage to push ebony-and-ivory lad into a purposeful march. His pace is steady and determined though neither rushed nor leisurely. Sky blue gaze scans the slopes for the pair of mahogany youth though, his widened nostrils soon pick up their delicate perfumes, which are heavily laced with fear and panic. As he draws near, Velk offers a gentle nicker to reassure them that he comes with friendly intentions. He calls out as well, his tone as gentle as his whicker. "Warlight, it is just me - your older brother. I just want to make sure you are all right." When Velk emerges into the clearing, he catches sight of a pair of chocolate brown backs amongst the thinning array of grasses. Ears prick atop poll and maturing stag draws to a halt nearby. He offers a reassuring smile to both Warlight and, her familiar friend, as he waits for them to receive him.
Velk
@[Warlight] @[Clayton] @[Tähti]