you say I'm crazy, but I think I'm freaking amazing.
He had never known what it meant to chased by a shadow. To be tormented by a soul that had done him so much harm in the form of heartbreak and betrayal that it was more than he could ever even so much as try and forget. Never had he spent his hours begging for the memory of someone else to keep away and to leave him alone. Though because of this he could not relate to the mare's pain and suffering. To her reason for fleeing from a home she once knew. Demian had never known love. And he may never. It was hard to tell when he was one so detached from such emotions.
He stands there for a moment waiting for her realization that he was there and it was only when her shrill whinny pierces the surrounding air. With a start, his head jerks up and had his eyes still been in their rightful place the whites would of have shown wide and bright. It was surprise that made his body jerk, hooves dancing underneath him anxiously for a moment before finally settling and allowing him to stand still. With a deep breath he exhales and then laughs shakily.
"I'm so sorry, forgive me. I didn't mean to frighten you, dear." His smile grows a bit larger as he shuffles his wings at his sides. It was when her voice comes into the space between them, gentle and shaky that he tilts his head curiously. "Oh it's quite alright. There is no need to apologize as the fault is mine for approaching without announcing myself sooner. I tend to do that sometimes. I never really know how close I am to someone anymore."
With a soft shrug of the shoulders he takes a few steps in order to politely move back a few steps in order to give her room. Her surprise at his colors and her fear of his lack of eyes went entirely unnoticed during the entire exchange. And even had he been able to see it, he wouldn't of minded. He knew there were still those who had never seen those like him with the different gifts and defects that many now held in Beqanna and to think differently would be an ignorance he couldn't afford.
This is one of the many reasons he doesn't react poorly to her own response and why his body softens, the tension seeping from every part of him. The way her voice flows softly and quietly from inbetween her lips lulls him into a slight peace of the mind, his lack of sight being almost entirely forgotten. "It's nice to meet you Chalmettte," and it is genuinely said. It has been such a long time since he had met a mare with a soft voice and gentle way about her and he had to admit that he enjoyed the peaceful nature it brought to the surrounding atmosphere.
It is when her next words could be heard in a smile against her lips that he chuckles softly. "Well I would hope not. I can't exactly see whatever is coming, so you'll have to let me know if something is." It is now that the jaguar spotted stallion lets his lips form into a full smile. "Chalmette, may I ask what you're doing here? Are you in search of something? Someone?"
He stands there for a moment waiting for her realization that he was there and it was only when her shrill whinny pierces the surrounding air. With a start, his head jerks up and had his eyes still been in their rightful place the whites would of have shown wide and bright. It was surprise that made his body jerk, hooves dancing underneath him anxiously for a moment before finally settling and allowing him to stand still. With a deep breath he exhales and then laughs shakily.
"I'm so sorry, forgive me. I didn't mean to frighten you, dear." His smile grows a bit larger as he shuffles his wings at his sides. It was when her voice comes into the space between them, gentle and shaky that he tilts his head curiously. "Oh it's quite alright. There is no need to apologize as the fault is mine for approaching without announcing myself sooner. I tend to do that sometimes. I never really know how close I am to someone anymore."
With a soft shrug of the shoulders he takes a few steps in order to politely move back a few steps in order to give her room. Her surprise at his colors and her fear of his lack of eyes went entirely unnoticed during the entire exchange. And even had he been able to see it, he wouldn't of minded. He knew there were still those who had never seen those like him with the different gifts and defects that many now held in Beqanna and to think differently would be an ignorance he couldn't afford.
This is one of the many reasons he doesn't react poorly to her own response and why his body softens, the tension seeping from every part of him. The way her voice flows softly and quietly from inbetween her lips lulls him into a slight peace of the mind, his lack of sight being almost entirely forgotten. "It's nice to meet you Chalmettte," and it is genuinely said. It has been such a long time since he had met a mare with a soft voice and gentle way about her and he had to admit that he enjoyed the peaceful nature it brought to the surrounding atmosphere.
It is when her next words could be heard in a smile against her lips that he chuckles softly. "Well I would hope not. I can't exactly see whatever is coming, so you'll have to let me know if something is." It is now that the jaguar spotted stallion lets his lips form into a full smile. "Chalmette, may I ask what you're doing here? Are you in search of something? Someone?"
demian
carnage x adalind
@[Chalmette] she is absolutely adorable! <3 and thank you for putting up with my rusty writing :3