Chase away the darkness

the Rift

[THROAT] Chase away the darkness

Hector Posts: 262

Outcast atk: 7 | def: 9.5 | dam: 3.5

Stallion :: Hybrid :: 18.3hh :: 7 Years HP: 63 | Buff: ENDURE

Veci :: Plain Boggart :: Suffocate Dream

01-10-2015, 06:18 PM

No Time for Lies and Empty Fights

It seemed more and more that their confusion was mutual. Both stallions appeared to dither as though stark headlights had stunned their path, all of pattern of thought, bewildered by blurred memories that had long since been swept to fill crevices in of the mind. Though not intimidated for even the slightest of seconds, Hector’s burning pelt quivered with anticipation, uncertainty, visibly so. It can’t be... the sound was barely a breath purged from grappling lungs, the faintest murmur tinged by disbelief. "Nyx...?" Tongue tasted the word delicately as though it were the soft, snow-white cloud ribboned above the forest around them; it could disintegrate, be even a dream.

Veci rolled languidly through the littered grass, bored with the chance meeting already. He and the stallion had met long after Hector’s childhood in Arcanthano, and the spectre was more than fed up with horned, heavy acquaintance of old.

Come, leave now... he whined loudly through their bond.

Not yet, Veci, please a moment longer.

Sardonyx asked a question that forced his brow to furrow reluctantly. "What did I do?" he mumbled, suddenly bitter that his closest friend had all but abandoned their training – the life in arms they had dreamed about together for (as long as Hector could remember), three years or more! "...well, what else was there for me to do, Nyx? I worked and trained like we had planned." He took a breath an bristled his enormous body ostentatiously, wings lifting away from sweat-damp flanks just a little.

"And what of you brother? Did you find your mother all those years ago?" His tone mellowed a little. He knew how terribly the loss of his parents had affected Sardonyx as a boy – they had after all, fed each other strength when their blood had forsaken them. Hector paused long enough for whatever answer the roan stallion presented, and then asked soberly, "Have you yet found a home, here, in Helovia?"