Adelric,


Curious words from the curious stallion; Adelric also notes the stallion’s strange hair, like his mother has. He has no retort for the white stud, and in fact he feels rather bad for having been rude at all, but he has been forced to make a choice between stranger and family. Family will always win for the half-child. Besides, it seems like he has pleased Zunden. Her happiness made him happy. Still, he cannot help but notice the anger in her eyes as the panther finishes winding about his legs. He frowns. How can he fix this?

The half-child decides the best course of action is to be good to his sister, to reach over, to press against her neck if she does not move away. He does not fear her lowered head, or the horns upon it. He trusts her to be gentle with him, though she is not gentle with anyone else. They are twins, after all, and it is a special bond to be one in the same. Indeed, he is not whole without her and he knows it. Together, their opposite eyes make two complete sets and they both share the same barbed wire marking that sometimes dances in his dreams. A barbed wire marking that flits just out of reach each time he tries to remember who had worn it for him to know it. It is a stallion, his father perhaps, but he knows nothing else. Only a strange sense of longing, of emptiness, and not knowing… He could ask his mother, maybe, but she would speak of it if she wanted to, he is certain. He is young, but he has an intuitive heart.

As the panther swats at his sister’s tail and his mother comments about a game of chase, the boy nods obediently. “Running will help you grow stronger,” he says to his sister, smiling, butting his nose out again, trying to cajole her into a game. “Come on!” He laughs gaily, moves not-so-gracefully, but chances after the panther nevertheless, looking back for his sister. He is sure to move slow enough to let her pass him, to let her take the lead and control, to let her win. He tried this trick once before with Erebos and he moved too slow, too obviously trying to let his friend win, but now… He has learned, and so his act might almost seem real. Perhaps not totally real, not yet, he still has much to learn, but every day he learns more about lying to make others like him, lying so that they will not see the real him and recoil in terror.

@[Zünden] @[Fraub] @[Kiara]