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A sing-songing sigh escaped the tawny brutes lungs as he tossed his legs from one side of his body to the other, rolling on his back in the lush fauna. Tilneys pink tongue slid twice between marble teeth and finally he raised his hazel head. He was awake after his lengthy two hour nap. It was an odd place to nap he knew, and he'd heard several equines smirk and mutter on their way past but their little smirks didnt bother him much.
The past days he'd spent venturing this new land. It had not been long since he had passed through the threshold and found himself a new home in the Hidden Falls. Tilney had never been somewhere that felt so unknown to him, so unmapped. The sense of wanderlust it gave him was simply overwhelming.
It wouldnt be long until nightfall. The landscape was starting to brown already as the sun fell further from its platform in the clouds. This used to be his favorite time of the day, where he could admire the incredible colours the tired sun dpread throughout the sky. But now he could not see them as well as the world around him began to dim with the sun, and as the moon took its post he was left in total darkness. Being Nightblind; it was a secret that seemed near impossible to keep like he had originally intended. He would have to conceal himself all night until the sun peaked above the hills every morn so no one would know. No one could see him fumbling through the darkness or searching for a face to a voice when he was called to.
But he still has at least an hour or two until he had to worry about the sun abandoning him.
Shifting cloven, cream hooves in the grass he pushed his bronze bodice upwards. Now that he stood he could view his surroundings. There were only a small number of equines that littered his horizon. Normally he would prance over to hastily introduce himself, but already he had found that not everyone was as friendly as those he'd grown up around. And so he stood, he watched.
Two sparrows came and settled on his antlers, and a third on his back. He didn't feel quite as alone now.
= @[Najya] =
Wander or Leave
turn in to winter lights
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