06-21-2019, 06:10 PM
The buckskin mare seems fearful of the shifting stone, and when she backs up closer to Pteron, the young stallion stretches out the wing nearest her, an invisible shield between Izora Lethia and the stone horse. He is more curious than afraid, but he is also nearly immune to harm while the buckskin mare is more likely to suffer from mortality. His own gifts have given him a healthy dose of curiosuty and a rather small amount of caution. He is watching the stone horse with fascination, especially as his female companion denies being responsible for it.
So it is a horse all on its own, Pteron realizes, one that can turn into stone.
One that might have been stuck as a stone, if his words are anything to go by, and Pteron snorts at the novelty of coming across yet another strange shifter in such a short amount of time. He smiles though, as the stone horse introduces himself as Aodhan, and nods his head in a polite greeting. The appaloosa asks about Taiga and Aten, and Pteron suddenly puts two-and-two together. He does so just as Izora Lethia reacts to the odd bird that comes down from the sky, and realizes that he knows exactly what is amiss in Taiga and with Aten.
But how does one say: “Oh yes, that would be my parents, here to takeover. Probably best to leave them be.”? He can’t think of a way, and before he can decide if he even should, the buckskin mare is headed north – toward Nerine and presumably Grandmere. There is an uncomfortable feeling in Pteron’s belly - he knows Aten and had liked him. The champagne stallion has been unfortunate enough to be settled in an area where Pteron’s family had set their sights. Lepis and Wolfbane are no dragons, but they are as stubborn (perhaps even more so). Rather than dwell on this, the pegasus instead turns back from where he had been watching Izora disappear in to the trees.
He looks instead at Aodhan, who is now very much a horse and not a stone. Curiosity replaces concern quickly, and Pteron realizes he’s not introduced himself.
“I’m Pteron. I’m sure Aten is fine.” Mother would surely find him a healer if he’d attempted to resist “But...a rock. Have you always been a rock? Or able to turn into one, I mean?”
@[Aodhan]
So it is a horse all on its own, Pteron realizes, one that can turn into stone.
One that might have been stuck as a stone, if his words are anything to go by, and Pteron snorts at the novelty of coming across yet another strange shifter in such a short amount of time. He smiles though, as the stone horse introduces himself as Aodhan, and nods his head in a polite greeting. The appaloosa asks about Taiga and Aten, and Pteron suddenly puts two-and-two together. He does so just as Izora Lethia reacts to the odd bird that comes down from the sky, and realizes that he knows exactly what is amiss in Taiga and with Aten.
But how does one say: “Oh yes, that would be my parents, here to takeover. Probably best to leave them be.”? He can’t think of a way, and before he can decide if he even should, the buckskin mare is headed north – toward Nerine and presumably Grandmere. There is an uncomfortable feeling in Pteron’s belly - he knows Aten and had liked him. The champagne stallion has been unfortunate enough to be settled in an area where Pteron’s family had set their sights. Lepis and Wolfbane are no dragons, but they are as stubborn (perhaps even more so). Rather than dwell on this, the pegasus instead turns back from where he had been watching Izora disappear in to the trees.
He looks instead at Aodhan, who is now very much a horse and not a stone. Curiosity replaces concern quickly, and Pteron realizes he’s not introduced himself.
“I’m Pteron. I’m sure Aten is fine.” Mother would surely find him a healer if he’d attempted to resist “But...a rock. Have you always been a rock? Or able to turn into one, I mean?”
@[Aodhan]