03-15-2018, 08:33 PM
Durotan
The kingdom he finds himself in today is quiet odd, as he digs at the snow it is mixed with sand. But there was also its fair share of trees off in the distance, that being said it appeared to be colder than he is used to. Of course it is essentially an island, surrounded by water that dragged in a cooler breeze, combined with the snow that fell.
His attention quickly shifted as another appeared before him, he was so lost in his own thoughts he did not hear her creep up on him. She was much more petite and shorter than he, she introduces herself as Krone and then asks what him why he was in Ischia. He only gazes at her for a few breaths, he has not seen a mare for a few years. As he lingered on his own he tended to run into stallions, the last mare he spoke to was his sister. He was so caught up in finding a home for himself and Maiven that he forgot his own manners.
He dips his head in respect to the mare before responding to her question. It is nice to meet you Krone, my name is Durotan. His voice is gentle, and his eyes gaze over the colorful mare she was bay with a shade of green like the trees on the island. The island suited her well, was she born here? They appeared to be a perfect pair. I hope I don't come off as a threat, I am simply looking for a home. Did he sound stupid? Begging a kingdom to take him in. I adopted a filly, I just want her to have a kingdom life to grow up in, like I once did. Surely his request was not crazy, any parent would want the best for there foal.
His attention quickly shifted as another appeared before him, he was so lost in his own thoughts he did not hear her creep up on him. She was much more petite and shorter than he, she introduces herself as Krone and then asks what him why he was in Ischia. He only gazes at her for a few breaths, he has not seen a mare for a few years. As he lingered on his own he tended to run into stallions, the last mare he spoke to was his sister. He was so caught up in finding a home for himself and Maiven that he forgot his own manners.
He dips his head in respect to the mare before responding to her question. It is nice to meet you Krone, my name is Durotan. His voice is gentle, and his eyes gaze over the colorful mare she was bay with a shade of green like the trees on the island. The island suited her well, was she born here? They appeared to be a perfect pair. I hope I don't come off as a threat, I am simply looking for a home. Did he sound stupid? Begging a kingdom to take him in. I adopted a filly, I just want her to have a kingdom life to grow up in, like I once did. Surely his request was not crazy, any parent would want the best for there foal.
Don't Let Go
@[Krone]