NIER
He was a mystery, always the unknown element. A wild card. A drifter. And sometimes, he was even up to no good.
He went by unnoticed; completely invisible. Careful to stay downwind, he paced a few feet beside her, a pretty little chestnut, step-for-step to mask the sound of his own footfalls. His scent lingered all over the meadow, in truth, but it aided the idea of stealth to remain on the receiving end of the breeze. It meant her own fragrance was constantly wafting to him, sweet and teasing. She'd caught his eye earlier, and had so far successfully held his curiosity close. There was something about her.. something just a little broken. They were the best, the most fun. He might try to play with her, but for now it was only reconnaissance.
Another joined them, joined her. Roaned and clearly confident, she stood tall. Almost regal. That type could be fun too, to see how long it took to break their self-assurance, but most often they turned out boring and short-lived. He stopped as the pretty red stopped, watching the conversation impassively. Blue was introduced as Heartfire, an intriguing name and almost backwards when considering their coats. And then he smirked as his possible target confirmed his suspicions: she was damaged. This could get fun. Her name was Tirzah, something exotic yet graceful-sounding. To say he was intrigued would be a mild description, but he'd much prefer her to still be alone.
He watched on in silence as they continued, only observing. White wings stretched without a sound, pulling loose the muscles that had become cramped, then resettled at his sides. He would experiment soon, perhaps. While they talk, he will reach out a feathered limb and brush against his pretty Tirzah, just barely. Like a leaf drifting on the breeze. Or clinging cobwebs. Just to see if she would react. The other, he will leave alone for now. And only observe them both.
He went by unnoticed; completely invisible. Careful to stay downwind, he paced a few feet beside her, a pretty little chestnut, step-for-step to mask the sound of his own footfalls. His scent lingered all over the meadow, in truth, but it aided the idea of stealth to remain on the receiving end of the breeze. It meant her own fragrance was constantly wafting to him, sweet and teasing. She'd caught his eye earlier, and had so far successfully held his curiosity close. There was something about her.. something just a little broken. They were the best, the most fun. He might try to play with her, but for now it was only reconnaissance.
Another joined them, joined her. Roaned and clearly confident, she stood tall. Almost regal. That type could be fun too, to see how long it took to break their self-assurance, but most often they turned out boring and short-lived. He stopped as the pretty red stopped, watching the conversation impassively. Blue was introduced as Heartfire, an intriguing name and almost backwards when considering their coats. And then he smirked as his possible target confirmed his suspicions: she was damaged. This could get fun. Her name was Tirzah, something exotic yet graceful-sounding. To say he was intrigued would be a mild description, but he'd much prefer her to still be alone.
He watched on in silence as they continued, only observing. White wings stretched without a sound, pulling loose the muscles that had become cramped, then resettled at his sides. He would experiment soon, perhaps. While they talk, he will reach out a feathered limb and brush against his pretty Tirzah, just barely. Like a leaf drifting on the breeze. Or clinging cobwebs. Just to see if she would react. The other, he will leave alone for now. And only observe them both.