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02-21-2015, 05:33 AM
Thick, pale socks were good for keeping in warmth. Tresses that cascaded down his crest and from the dock of his tail were plush and full. The steed had all the qualities of one who could survive a harsh and icy winter.
It was a shame that summer graced the lands.
Still, he coped, thoroughly pleased with his choice of home. Though it was indeed summer, and sweat gathered where his tresses draped over his deep, honey-gold nape, a cool breeze was never far away, whistling through the snow-capped mountains to offer his respite.
He had not done overly much since his arrival, preferring to spend time amongst the shadows, listening to what he could, remembering everything, and learning much. The caves indeed held pools of steamy water, as the prince had said. The sentinels stood guard at their gates, their ever-watchful stare something that Grimalkin envied - oh, imagine the wonders he could learn if he could watch and listen to all that occurred before him, while others viewed him as but a harmless statue? The idea sent his mind awhirl - he had seen enough of the magic that this world was capable of. He would indeed be seeking a way to improve his information-gathering skills.
The summons was to be expected, and Grimalkin travelled at a comfortable rate, making his way surely towards the sounds and scents of others, ears pricked to catch the messages of greeting and warning that passed through the lips of those he should be calling family. Such a notion was… curious, for the steed. Perhaps in time, he would form some kind of firm loyalty to those around him. For now, they were simply bodies that also happened to inhabit his home.
He recognised the brutish build of Torleik, and gave a small nod should the other steed spy him from the shadows in which he lingered. With a smile he positioned himself somewhat near the small (yet growing) frame of Erebos, murmuring a low whicker of greeting to the young princeling, a kind smile adorning his lips as he tilting his vast canopy of antlers down to the dark youth. And then, he waited, and listened, and learned all that he could.
It was a shame that summer graced the lands.
Still, he coped, thoroughly pleased with his choice of home. Though it was indeed summer, and sweat gathered where his tresses draped over his deep, honey-gold nape, a cool breeze was never far away, whistling through the snow-capped mountains to offer his respite.
He had not done overly much since his arrival, preferring to spend time amongst the shadows, listening to what he could, remembering everything, and learning much. The caves indeed held pools of steamy water, as the prince had said. The sentinels stood guard at their gates, their ever-watchful stare something that Grimalkin envied - oh, imagine the wonders he could learn if he could watch and listen to all that occurred before him, while others viewed him as but a harmless statue? The idea sent his mind awhirl - he had seen enough of the magic that this world was capable of. He would indeed be seeking a way to improve his information-gathering skills.
The summons was to be expected, and Grimalkin travelled at a comfortable rate, making his way surely towards the sounds and scents of others, ears pricked to catch the messages of greeting and warning that passed through the lips of those he should be calling family. Such a notion was… curious, for the steed. Perhaps in time, he would form some kind of firm loyalty to those around him. For now, they were simply bodies that also happened to inhabit his home.
He recognised the brutish build of Torleik, and gave a small nod should the other steed spy him from the shadows in which he lingered. With a smile he positioned himself somewhat near the small (yet growing) frame of Erebos, murmuring a low whicker of greeting to the young princeling, a kind smile adorning his lips as he tilting his vast canopy of antlers down to the dark youth. And then, he waited, and listened, and learned all that he could.
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