05-27-2018, 01:13 PM
Lengthy limbs help the male find sanctuary in the cool creek water. It trickles over his pasterns and in turn sends shockwaves of melted ice into his fur, cooling the broiling skin beneath. Surprisingly the heat here matched the weather in Orpheus, perhaps it was even hotter. Unforgiving humidity could quite possibly drive the painted stag wild one day. It made the days hot and (somehow) the night impossibly hotter. It was as if the mulch covered ground here trapped the warmth with a fury.
In any case he could grow used to the weather, his kind adapted...they grew.
"I am not from around here you a right in that my friend."
Tymber vocalizes, marble eyes sliding over the unnamed stud once more. Attractive and mysterious. Tymber liked. Slender crest stretches forward to close a distance between them , its a friendly gesture when the creamy male lips at the others poll. A sign of peaceful curiosity where he was from.
"I know nothing of this brotherhood-"
He pulls away and relaxes his shoulders,
searching for his next answer.
"To enlighten you, I am Tymber. I have come to ...."
He waits then for the stallion to tell him where exactly he was. There is a whispering in his mind that curls around his conscious and squeezes with a fierce longing.
'Taigaaaaaa.....'
It is a smokers sigh that floats into the air and disappears in the fog of his mind, but that is not the answer he seeks.
"I have come to seek refuge. My home is... gone for lack of a better word."
Said curly ears tip forward as he speaks , head lolling slightly to the side with a sigh.
"I have found myself homeless for the first time in my life dear stranger. Im afraid I dont know what the hell im supposed to do."
Unintentionally he has spilled much of his life to the silvery male. Too late to return the words he supposes. The worst things the stranger could tell him was the lands they stood upon offered no vacancy to strangers. At this point anything would be better than nothing.
In any case he could grow used to the weather, his kind adapted...they grew.
"I am not from around here you a right in that my friend."
Tymber vocalizes, marble eyes sliding over the unnamed stud once more. Attractive and mysterious. Tymber liked. Slender crest stretches forward to close a distance between them , its a friendly gesture when the creamy male lips at the others poll. A sign of peaceful curiosity where he was from.
"I know nothing of this brotherhood-"
He pulls away and relaxes his shoulders,
searching for his next answer.
"To enlighten you, I am Tymber. I have come to ...."
He waits then for the stallion to tell him where exactly he was. There is a whispering in his mind that curls around his conscious and squeezes with a fierce longing.
'Taigaaaaaa.....'
It is a smokers sigh that floats into the air and disappears in the fog of his mind, but that is not the answer he seeks.
"I have come to seek refuge. My home is... gone for lack of a better word."
Said curly ears tip forward as he speaks , head lolling slightly to the side with a sigh.
"I have found myself homeless for the first time in my life dear stranger. Im afraid I dont know what the hell im supposed to do."
Unintentionally he has spilled much of his life to the silvery male. Too late to return the words he supposes. The worst things the stranger could tell him was the lands they stood upon offered no vacancy to strangers. At this point anything would be better than nothing.
@[Leilan]