dark, you can't come soon enough for me; mandalocks

[Szeth]

dark, you can't come soon enough for me

His steps are short and forceful as he steps out of the trees and into the meadow. A loud snort escapes him as he clears the cover of the trees and spots a winged stallion off in the distance. More and more horses have begun regaining their accursed traits as of late, and it frustrates him that the fairies would be so cavalier with the future of this new Beqanna. The traited ones have proven time and time again that they are not to be trusted with their power … it seems utterly foolish to give them a second chance.

But, at least he is not alone in seeing the truth this time. He has … companions, of sorts, now. Companions that also see the dangers magic and its users can pose. If they put their minds together (and they certainly will), they will surely be able to think of something, some solution to the problem that they face. Not that he’s overly optimistic - he strongly doubts that they will find any way to convince the fairies to remove the abilities of the traited yet again. But, perhaps … perhaps they can find another solution. One where he and his companions can find a way to not be bothered by the traited.

For now though, he’s forced to live with them. Or at least live with their presence. With one eye on the winged stallion he begins walking away in the opposite direction from the creature. He might have to accept the fact that the beast is there, but it doesn't mean that he has to approach and talk to it.