[open] Hello Darkeness My Old Friend [ANY]

[Mortal]

MORTAL

when its all the same
you can ask for it by name

The birds were twittering and Mortal scowled, pointedly ignoring them. Ever since the world had changed and Magic had too, he wasn’t feeling so fond of his feathered brethren. Albeit it was most likely due to the fact that in place of his bat wings he now had feathered wings and he thought they were terribly silly. Of course they were perfectly normal, shiny and inky black just like his coat but he thought he looked like an overgrown crow.

He may have too if it weren't for the shocks of vivid lime green that adorned his body, sprouting from his head and rear. At least he got to keep that, a bit of normalcy went a long way in this sort of upheaval in life. Everything topsy turvy and whatnot, it made no sense which only furthered his sourness to the whole thing.

It was hard to be certain about such an uncertain thing and he wasn’t like to find any solid, written in stone answers about it either. Convenient.

So instead of grumbling about what he didn’t know, he focused on what he could and that required a little leg work. Today he scoured the field, looking at each grouping of homeless horses and finally deciding on a rather large male that was alone. Size didn’t much throw Mortal off, he was sporting his own draft like build and though he wasn’t awfully tall he was solidly built. “Afternoon Sir,” he offered, approaching the stranger with care. “I’m Mortal, you new around here?”

He only closed his eyes for the briefest moment, he swears, and yet when he opened them there was yet another in the group. A smokey black with luminous spots along his neck, Mortal blinked in surprise.

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