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Lessons Learned? - Tembovu - 10-10-2016
The Elephant King stood in front of the glass dragon, navy eyes slowly tracing the gleaming outline of the great statue. This had been the last place he had seen Hawezi, his first son. And now his second son, Kianzo, was missing as well. Black-rimmed ears tilt backwards, dark gaze leaving the empathy-less statue to instead look at the ground around his ivory hooves. The soil in the Edge was rich, forever fed by the falling leaves from the thick trees and forever watered by the persistent mists. And rich earth provided a solid, welcoming home for roots. And the King had established roots. Many of them… His great skull shook slightly. He did not want to delve down this path of mental self-flagellation when he had sent Mbwene to find Nyx’s child. The bladed-horn hellion who wielded lightning creatures whose sting was as sharp as her own tongue. The King blinked, wondering how she had fared under Evangeline’s wing after the meeting. He had not spent much time with the Moon Doctor; but what little time he had spoken with her implied that she had little patience for outspoken, abrasive young fillies. A shadow of a lopsided grin crossed his muzzle—he was willing to guess that their conversations had been colorful. And so, with a massive hip cocked slightly (he was still sore from Edgar’s attack, despite Lyanna’s healing), he waited in half-amused, half-somber silence. The ever-shifting mists briefly cleared for a moment, and the dragon’s amethyst eyes twinkled down at him—was there pity in those glittering, lavender jewels? The Dorobian stallion stared at them for a few, long moments, before snorting and shaking his head. Turning, he gave the dragon statue his haunches, waiting for the little gargoyle princess to arrive. "." Tembovu The Elephant King @Oizys To ask how her lesson with Evangeline went ;) hehe There's no rush on this, I just wanted to get it up in OM Feel free to PP Mbwene however to fetch her ;D RE: Lessons Learned? - Oizys - 10-20-2016
@Tembovu I'M SORRY SHE IS A SHIT RE: Lessons Learned? - Tembovu - 10-23-2016
The small matriarch’s huff and glare at her bonded the moment she and the gargoyle princess appear before the glass dragon tells the Elephant droves about how she felt towards the three-horned hellion. Owe me, her voice grumbled in his skull, before she gave a stern side-eye to the yearling filly before stomping off to shove some Orangemoon-dried fodder into her mouth. While she will not gain the time she had wasted on retrieving Oizys back, she can make herself feel better by eating. And so she does. Copiously. Tembovu, failing to hide the amusement that twinkled behind his creased eyes at his companion, turned his attention fully on the yearling’s scarred face. Her eagle’s raucous outburst caused his ears to tilt back against the barrage of noise, brows raising in question until he realized that they are aimed at the dragon behind him, rather than at the King, himself. “Wow, a giant-ass dragon…are you compensating for something, big fella?” Though the King was not one to allow insults of insolent little girls to hurt his preception of self, her words did bring his attention back to the lingering soreness between his legs from Edgar’s attack. The colder weather seemed to remind him of that particular shortcoming. He sighed, the corners of his pursed lips tilting up slightly in poorly concealed, wry amusement at her flippant and fresh remarks. “Hello, Oizys,” his deep rumble held traces of rebuke at her lack of decorum. But that was not the purpose of his calling her here, and the King could tell that, with this filly, he would have to choose his battles strategically. “Orangemoon has come to an end, as I am sure you already know,” again, wry amusement flashed across his face, for he was certain that the filly counted down the days until the end of her ‘punishment’ with the healers, “Tell me what you learned from our Moon Doctors.” Tembovu The Elephant King @Oizys RE: Lessons Learned? - Oizys - 10-30-2016
@Tembovu RE: Lessons Learned? - Tembovu - 11-07-2016
His black brows raised—the filly has learned to sleep with her eyes open? He isn't certain if that was the sort of thing he had in mind for Oizys to learn when he sent her to the healers. Perhaps he needed to talk with Evangeline… But then she continued speaking, her wicked simper shriveling to a shudder as she spoke of not trusting anything a healer gave one to. This King cannot help the amused grin that tipped up the corners of his muzzle—perhaps the filly had learned the value of healers, after all. They were not the useless, flower-filled body bags that flittered around injuries and tended to the greenhouse. Approval smoothed the lines around his dark eyes as Oizys continued. And, despite her qualifier of still thinking the Edge should be led by warriors, he felt satisfied with his decision to have her apprentice alongside the Doctors for a season. “The purpose of you learning from the healers was to show you their worth, Oizys. That, I think, you have learned. It was not to change your entire opinion of the world, though that seems very set in stone for one so young,” his deep voice rumbled once the yearling filly had stopped speaking, his navy gaze evenly meeting her defiant stare. His lips pressed together slightly as he thought on his next words, knowing that he had a limited amount of time (if any) for this youngster to be impressionable and receptive to the words he spoke. “But, as I said, you are very young. And there is more to leading a herd than bloody battles and shows of strength. Though the Edge does remain prepared to defend itself, we currently live in peaceful times, thus our leadership should reflect that. It should be balanced,” and he sighed, knowing that his words were growing long (perhaps too long) for a youth’s attention. “Regardless, you are released from your apprenticeship with the Moon Doctors, Oizys,” with that, his massive head dipped, eyes still pinned on the tri-horned, small skull of the outspoken, brazen filly, “May you grow to be an even more fearsome warrior because of it.” A slight grin and twinkle passed through his dark gaze—part of him hoping that perhaps he, or the Edge, would gain the gargoyle princess’s loyalty when she did grow into her fearsome propensity for violence. Mbwene snorted at the idea, face still full of dried roughage. Tembovu The Elephant King @Oizys We can end it here or continue! It's up to you :D <3 |