[private] until the night turns

[Gale]

Gale this is going to break me clean in two -- this is going to bring me close to you Gale has spent many days examining the entities, yet remains without answers to how the objects can work magic. He does not have to understand their mysteries to hear the warning that sounds when a stranger enters his home. His eyes are open immediately, though he remains where he lays, curled around Mazikeen. Her breathing tells him she is awake as well, so he rises to his feet and shakes the leaf litter from his thick blue fur. They’d been something vaguely wolflike while they’d slept, but when he turns to look at the white mare, it is with his equine shape. It’s often fun to scare away trespassers, but these days there is the chance that the visitor will be Nashua, and Gale takes a more familiar form as the pair of them move toward the lake. He’d seen the meeting in the flaming tree the night before, seen Nashua beside the vast still water. Though he cannot see the northern king, the brindle creature is confident as he moves downhill, and the sound of a summons is unnecessary confirmation. “Nashua,” he says, greeting his younger sibling with a friendly smile. “I was wondering when you’d show up!” His gaze does not move from the golden stallion, not even to look at the paler horse who’s come with him or at Mazikeen beside him. Is it just the two of them, Gale wonders? Is it possible that they’ve no idea about the Curse? That seems to much to hope, but optimism remains a permanent fixture in this striped host. So he does not reveal too much for the time being, and hopes that Bolder is somewhere very far from the lakeshore.

current appearance: iridescent mostly navy blue stallion with glowing cremello stripes/markings and blue lightnings,
white spinal mane and tail, white quetzalcoatlus forelimbs, red V-shape on left wing, black with blue glowing horns, sharp teeth