Ravin
03-22-2025, 06:48 AM
Early spring seems like the palest of the Gates’ many blooming seasons. The world around him is filled mostly with white blossoms, and a gust of the coming evening’s wind sends those in the branches overhead flying about like massive flakes of snow. They cover the ground, perfuming the air as the young stallion wades through them on his way out of his homeland.
He doesn’t leave often, preferring to keep to the places he knows best. But on nights like these, with the moon full and his family restless, he prefers the danger of the unknown to the strangeness of his own home. It forces him to be aware of his surroundings, his golden ears flicking about as he makes his way deeper into the unknown and toward the Common Lands.
He finds the first stranger who does not scowl when their gazes meet, and approaches with an easy smile that nevertheless does not reveal his pointed teeth nor the full length of his jaw.
“Have anything fun planned for the evening?” He asks, the feathers above his brow rising in curiosity. With the sun setting, his eyes are red-gold and bright even in the long shadows around them, and he glances to see if there are others nearby that he might ask the same question if it turns out this stranger has neither plans nor anything interesting to say.
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He doesn’t leave often, preferring to keep to the places he knows best. But on nights like these, with the moon full and his family restless, he prefers the danger of the unknown to the strangeness of his own home. It forces him to be aware of his surroundings, his golden ears flicking about as he makes his way deeper into the unknown and toward the Common Lands.
He finds the first stranger who does not scowl when their gazes meet, and approaches with an easy smile that nevertheless does not reveal his pointed teeth nor the full length of his jaw.
“Have anything fun planned for the evening?” He asks, the feathers above his brow rising in curiosity. With the sun setting, his eyes are red-gold and bright even in the long shadows around them, and he glances to see if there are others nearby that he might ask the same question if it turns out this stranger has neither plans nor anything interesting to say.
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