The old that is strong does not wither - Aeolus

[Aeolus]

we've been running away from space and time
if we don't fit in the grand design

A soft smile curls his purple lips at the comment his father makes about nereids. The colt had never met a male nereid before. Maybe it really was a female only thing then. It made him feel a little better at least. His golden eyes light up quickly at his father’s words. “Really?” He says with excitement. Was he really going to find out more of who he was? Aeolus knew he had urges to try eating other things, but part of him had felt ashamed for even trying to eat something that was another animal. He didn’t want to become a monster his mother feared he might become, or at least the ones she had told him stories about that lived in the depths of the sea—like the krakens, sharks, and kelpies. Surely it was natural for him to want to eat fish like the other predators of the sea. Is that what he was? A predator? Aeolus shakes the thought out of his head. His golden father already made it towards the open sea. The purple colt eagerly bounds forward towards where his father stands. He watches carefully as his father shifts parts of himself to have scales and a mane growing long out of his neck. Without hesitate, Aeolus steps into the water besides him and scales begin appearing from where the water touches his skin. He was familiar with the way his scales appeared and aid him to become a better swimmer than those that could not—Loire definitely could never out swim him. Glancing away from his father, he looks out into the open sea with an anxious look appearing on his features. The colt had never allowed himself to go any further than this though. Aeolus had always fought the urge to shift completely out of fear he would scare his family and friends on the island. “I’m scared, dad,” He whispers softly as he turns to look back to the gold and white stallion. “I’ve never done it before. Does it hurt?” Aeolus imagines all sorts of things can happen when he shifts. Most of all he thinks there will be pain.

then no one can ever confine us, and no one can ever define us
we're just trying to live where the wild things are

Aeolus

@[Aodhan]