[open] i'm the cold in the rain, any

[Leilan]

Leilan

It had taken him ages to discover what Oceane and Lepis were up to, let alone Lilli (but she had kept it secret from him more actively he believes), and so he starts to visit the Meadow and Field more often. Catching up is never a bad thing, in fact, nowadays it has become a must-do for him. So, he mingles - sometimes in broad daylight, like today when he lets the sun polish him like a mirror; sometimes at dusk or night, he cloaks in the darkness that he asked for and received as a gift of sorts.

Right now, he can pretend he’s a normal horse (with shifting or invisible wings he supposes, for those that have seen him arrive). Grazing with the rest of them, he catches up with some groups only to be disappointed in the subject of the day, and meandering forth like a slow river when he’s tired of playing nice.

Maybe he should try not-nice.

This idea gets interrupted by a youngling - a colt barely to be called of age compared to the decades-old stallion. Nevertheless he is one of the few that might appreciate his direct, blunt question. Brown ears lift between his multi-colored mane to hear him out, and cast an appreciative glance his way. ”I had a fight with my eldest daughter about her boyfriend and then chased her out for her own good. Pretty sure she benefited from my absence and flourished by making her own choices.” he muses for a moment, then shrugs. ”I also scratched up a friend in keeping her from falling to her death. I think the scars might stay as a reminder.”

Yawning a bit, he smirks at the colt. ”Any more questions or is that enough drama for you?” His tone is almost light-hearted, like he doesn’t care about the things he did, but he damn well knows how to keep any feelings from surfacing.

After all, he’s practiced for almost all his life, and old habits die hard.

I am the dragon
and you call me insane

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@[gravitas] well I mean, he asked