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01-03-2015, 08:06 PM
His head raised at the snort and black eyes turned towards a stallion that stood there talking to him, blinking he listened to him and his ears pricked forward. A bit of grass hung from his lips and he swallowed it down before shifting his weight to the side his large frame moving smoothly over the ground. Raising his head higher he flared his nostrils and blinked rapidly, watching him he tipped his head to the side curious at the male before him.
"The honor of the sun..." He said softly his own deep voice sounding weak and raspy from years of not using, why was he here again? Why did he have to talk? He was so confused now, but the constant name that hammered his mind was now bothering him greatly. But he wanted to know, he coughed hoping his voice didn't sound horrible.
"By chance do you know someone named Hector?" He asked and he would find it ironic if this male was the owner of the name that continued to prick at the back of his mind, his tail curled under his belly and the plume flew about his tail as it flicked back and forth. His heart pounded in his chest and he took a step back, the winged male was either someone he knew or someone he should fear yet he couldn't remember someone, someone he had known for a long time. Confused he tucked his skull against his broad chest and snorted, lifting one leg he lightly pawed at the ground angry that he couldn't remember. He felt his legs shake and he raised his head with a quick jerk, his mane fell over speckled back.
"The honor of the sun..." He said softly his own deep voice sounding weak and raspy from years of not using, why was he here again? Why did he have to talk? He was so confused now, but the constant name that hammered his mind was now bothering him greatly. But he wanted to know, he coughed hoping his voice didn't sound horrible.
"By chance do you know someone named Hector?" He asked and he would find it ironic if this male was the owner of the name that continued to prick at the back of his mind, his tail curled under his belly and the plume flew about his tail as it flicked back and forth. His heart pounded in his chest and he took a step back, the winged male was either someone he knew or someone he should fear yet he couldn't remember someone, someone he had known for a long time. Confused he tucked his skull against his broad chest and snorted, lifting one leg he lightly pawed at the ground angry that he couldn't remember. He felt his legs shake and he raised his head with a quick jerk, his mane fell over speckled back.
