- cornered in a curious land ; any

[Oricle]

what scares you?..everything

He leads her to the tree. The tree he had found when he was still just an it. The tree that had lead Straia to him, the tree that had given him his name. The tree that still held the fiery ravens in its branches. The tree that always burned and never fell. The tree that gave him life, and this place its heart. Its his tree, just as Straia would always reverently be his Straia.

Yea maybe a little sick in the head, maybe he needed to tone his obsessions down a bit, but so far he had no reason to. his thin tail whips against his bones, his ears quirk around, his eyes listless in their milk haze. He listens to what she says occassionally coming up to her side and bumping into her with his bony body every so often. For some reason the gesture felt good. Felt right, felt almost in a sense sublime.

He nods to her, what made you choose the Chamber, its not much to look at I must assume, nor is its inhabbitants as pleasant as others, or so I have heard. He pauses turning to face her, his voice parched from thirst. He needed to find a snake, needed to leave the Chamber later this day to find his bloody meal. But first thing was first, he needed to assist this lady, until someone else would come and take over the job. What kind of stallion would pick up a lady then leave her unescorted to the Chamber borders? Did not they realize the dangers that lay out there? Like the whip lash of bark that tore eyes open? Or that infernal howling of hungry creatures ready to maime and kill.

But then the dangers of the world for a blind man were very different then for the regular horses, something that he would come to know at a later time. Just happened to not be today. His mouth waters and he swallows, reaching to scrape at her whithers gently for a better taste of her disposition. The bay boy was finding that you could read a lot about a horse through touch, and the more he learned the the more he tried.

Thanh

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