[open] Why Is There Joy In This Poison? [Any]

[Indivar]

you spend your nights looking at the stars, thinking your life would be better on Mars
checking your pulse just to feel it beat; looking for a stone to keep the peace

The stallion flicked his ears as he heard another horse approaching, as he craned his neck upright he settled his gaze upon the young one in front of him.

"And to whom do I owe the pleasure of interrupting my sleep?" He snarled, unhappy that his rest was put on hold after he had been walking for so long. Indivar had no interest in dealing with others when he was in a tired mood, he barely had the patience to deal with his own mind when he was tired.

Slowly he arose from his position, standing upright and shaking fallen leaves from his grey hide. He waited there patiently, his red eyes nonchalant as he awaited an answer.

Indivar