Our time here is brief, our risk enormous. Don't waste the one or increase the other, if you please.
I wasn’t a leader, I wasn’t anything more than a simple earth creature – moving about the world, following the trails of hinds. Tasting the wind, relishing the glide of brush and bramble instead of flinching from it. A dozen scents lingered in the air, beckoning my attention. But today I wasn’t interested in following them; today I was being selfish in my desires. Today. I wanted the quiet.
That was how I found him.
His gangly immature frame was almost passed as a shadow, I started when said shadow took on a shape. Had this lad bore wings I might have mistaken yon colt as my own adopted son, Cera (the younger version.) His pale coat was colored nearly the same, yet, it wasn’t Cera. One curved horn slipped from his crown. A small grin widened my lips apart, teeth shinned through as this body paused to regard yon youth, “Hail friend.” He was young, lanky; obviously still growing into those legs and the length of a body that would soon harden from years of life.
Table by Tamme
Art by Aud