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01-10-2014, 03:04 PM
What do you get when you put a lot of horses in a cave? Chaos. That's what Windwalker thought as he walked away from Africa, Cypress and the rest of the herd. He just could not stand having his personal space invaded by horses he did not know or trust. Of course, there was one who he always welcomed into his space, but she had her eyes on another as she played with his heart. How long until she broke it? He let out a sight a his hooved brought his body closer to the entrance. He knew she was confused, he could easily see it in her eyes. But it hurt nontheless. The black stallion almost refused to think about how it could end if the other stallion continued to show affection for his Africa. Was he ready to fight for her? Maybe. Last time it ended badly and he had sworn to himself that he would never fight again, until it was absolutely necessary. He tried to find something else to occupy his mind and soon found it in a stallion standing guard inside the entrance. Wind did not want to startle the guy, so he gave a small cough before he spoke. "Greetings friend. I am Windwalker. I believe we have not met." Of course they had not. He had been too busy with Africa and walking around feeling stoned. Sometimes he hated himself so much that he wanted to smash his head against a rock. But as always, his face did not betray this thoughts or insecurity. He had learned. Learned that if he acted calm and composed, others would like him more. Maybe that was where he failed som miserably? Either he showed too much or too few emotions. He had to think about that later. As his deep voice got absorbed by the stone around them, the crisp air lifted his mood. He could almost see outside from here. Oh, how he missed walking in the snow and the rain, with only the wilderness to keep him company. He was not made to live in a cave or under the ground. It was hard to stay focused on the other, but he managed it. He would pay anything to be able to walk around freely again, without darkness and wraiths to limit him. Walking "Talking" Windwalker |
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