Back in another time, he was once well aware of his surroundings. Having been the quiet observant one always in the shadows, he often prided himself on his ability to quietly observe all around him. Now, although his senses still existed, he was thrown a bit off balance on their use. Somehow, he had always coupled all his senses with his magic. Or, perhaps, he actually didn’t, but just the lack of something so much a part of him his entire prior life made him start to doubt everything he heard or saw.
Thus, he found himself almost in a daze as he watched the approach of a strange black stallion. He thought he trusted his eyes, but even then, something seemed so off that he wasn’t sure whether to believe his vision or not. He squinted, perhaps even coming off as staring, as he watched the other’s approach. So unused to his new normal, he didn’t even pick up on any of the other’s carefulness nor amusement. Rather, what stood out to the painted stallion were the brilliant blue eyes of the other stallion. They were so vivid against his dark coat! Clark couldn’t possibly have just imagined that, or so he tells himself.
Luckily, the other stallion’s voice broke the silence, and Clark found himself managing a smile at the other’s reassuring words. He glanced over the stallion again, finding nothing threatening in the other. The tobiano had only little experience with herds and the ways of the males, but he wasn’t too naïve to realize two stallions together had the potential for issues. And now, especially, without his handy dandy powers, he felt especially vulnerable.
But before he could muster up a response, he spied the approach of a buckskin. Blinking quickly, he glanced between the two – the ebony to the beige and back. Suddenly realizing he must look quite the nervous wreck at this point, his lips curled in a slightly larger smile as he made a best attempt to cover up his state. He then pricked his ears forward in curiosity as he dipped his head in greeting to both.
“Hey,” he croaked soon after, but even the words felt strange coming out of his mouth. He paused for a moment, moving his tongue around his mouth in a futile attempt to rid himself of this strange feeling. Thoroughly unsuccessful, he then continued. “I’m Clark,” he offered as he glanced back to Magnus, and then back to the black stallion.
He then sighed and turned his head from side to side, using his eyes to gesture at the world around them. “Doesn’t this world feel strange to y’all?”
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