Cold liquid drizzled down from his elevated feather-tips. Golden pools devouring the rendering scenic lands against that of the alabaster stallion that approaches. Steel skin just beginning to thaw from its frozen state, the melting frost dripping from his moist brow, streaming to drop from his velvet lips. Both His golden winged brother spoke finally, and all the more the knight became uneasy. The leopard stallion nearing, being labeled both a companion and traitor; though he was unsure of the reason, the steel soldier refrained from anymore questions and observed the situation. Lobes laced in ink drifted back against his skull as his eyes held a hunters gaze, frosted in curiosity as he looked upon the fatigued being.

Following suit with his painted companion, nostrils inhale against the breeze, taking in the scent of winter, moist earth, and the stallion before them. Is ye infected? If not step forward as a friend to us, ye will find no war with me. A curious glance was given to the painted stallion at his side, wondering what infection he might be talking about. Turning to the sickly looking brute, a hefty snort exhaled through his lungs. A golden hoof stepped forth, shuffling his weight as his wings finally collaborated at his sides once more; the cold was just too much to bare to leave them wide open in a standoff; besides his winged brother didn’t seem to be on offence. Gathering himself, he still stood tall; wings fluffing at his side unsure almost if he wanted them open or closed. Midas, the name that was constantly uttered from the lips of the tired unicorn; was that the name of his winged brother that stood at his side, lobes slowly eased forth, fixating upon another stallion of dual-toned hues.

Another stallion, questioning the other upon his status of health; Hawkeye snorted, gazing upon this rather plain looking creature. He had seen his kind before, in the company of dragons. Demon beasts that breathe fire and bring only death and destruction; lucky for this stallion no reptile accompanied him. Golden eyes played him no more attention as he turned to gaze upon the other as his trembling body stood distanced from him. Steam fluffed around his plush lips as he wondered what had happened to the feeble being. No infection. His voice seemed weak and forced, lobes flicking forth and visage elevating to breathe in the air around them.

Observation had done nothing for the steel warrior here, he was just as confused as he was moments ago taking the spotted stallion to be of threat; and although he was weak and weary he would be no match against the silver knight now, so his mind was at ease. Midas the name he uttered again, putting two and two together, within his mind that indeed was the name of his companion. He held his ground however, as the unicorn advanced wings unhitched from his side in defense mode should things go array. A voice, but a whisper as he turned his head slightly to gaze upon the painted Pegasus.

"Midas?" baritones questioned him, unsure of it was his name, or perhaps he was talking about another. Who was this Midas?

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