01-25-2019, 10:31 AM
alvorr
The weather was sometimes used as an omen in different cultures, the sign of rain bringing sorrow, the sun beating down through musky clouds to elevate the temperature, bring hope. But Alvorr wasn't particularly into it all, his past kingdom was rather weird, even taking stars into account when trying to predict their fate. Ah, fates, what a wonderful term to base your life around, something he had learned to dictate through the few years of living with his parents, perhaps he had even become good at predicting anyone's life, telling them their future, or spilling dread and sorrow into their lives.
The stallion shakes slightly as the mare begins speaking again, explaining what a Khaleesi was, the mare tries to explain herself but looks toward Alvorr with slight discomfort, perhaps he had some knowledge invested into diplomatic systems, and that he kind of did, especially of his own kingdom.
"I believe you are correct, I think a Khaleesi is someone who is willfully followed by her people" he smiles as he looks toward both of them, his body already eager to move.
Once the mare mentions of where they would be going the stallion nods "That sounds fun, I have never seen the northern lights" he claims as he turns to face his new friend "What about you?" he asks, remembering that the younger male had spoken of the kingdom he was from earlier on, maybe he had seen the lights there, a spectacle to behold he had heard.
Again there is the mention of weather, a rather weird article, always changing. Alvorr raises his head to stare at the sky, the blue expanse filled with clouds splattered against it, quite a pretty sight that he enjoyed viewing, but he does not stare for long, perhaps it would look discourteous toward their new friend, and so, he looks back toward the mare with a grin.
"After you miss" he added politely, his legs ready to go explore.
The stallion shakes slightly as the mare begins speaking again, explaining what a Khaleesi was, the mare tries to explain herself but looks toward Alvorr with slight discomfort, perhaps he had some knowledge invested into diplomatic systems, and that he kind of did, especially of his own kingdom.
"I believe you are correct, I think a Khaleesi is someone who is willfully followed by her people" he smiles as he looks toward both of them, his body already eager to move.
Once the mare mentions of where they would be going the stallion nods "That sounds fun, I have never seen the northern lights" he claims as he turns to face his new friend "What about you?" he asks, remembering that the younger male had spoken of the kingdom he was from earlier on, maybe he had seen the lights there, a spectacle to behold he had heard.
Again there is the mention of weather, a rather weird article, always changing. Alvorr raises his head to stare at the sky, the blue expanse filled with clouds splattered against it, quite a pretty sight that he enjoyed viewing, but he does not stare for long, perhaps it would look discourteous toward their new friend, and so, he looks back toward the mare with a grin.
"After you miss" he added politely, his legs ready to go explore.
" darling. we're slow dancing in a burning room. "