Battles and Silence [Herd Meeting]

[OPEN] Battles and Silence [Herd Meeting]

Ivezho Posts: 71

Outcast atk: 4.5 | def: 8.5 | dam: 6.5

Stallion :: Pegasus :: 17.0 hh :: 5 HP: 64.0 | Buff: NOVICE

Zhoroakah :: Wedge-tailed Eagle :: None Whit

#25

05-09-2015, 02:08 AM

AND YOU DON'T WANT TO BE HERE IN THE FUTURE, SO YOU SAY THE PRESENT'S JUST A PLEASANT INTERRUPTION TO THE PAST.

When Ivez looked over his shoulder at his brother in arms by his side, he could have almost been looking in a mirror, or even at a brother bound by blood. Surprise stole his tongue for a moment, his attention wavered between the announcements and happenings and this young stallion's question. How did he not know what had happened?

"She possessed my father, and used his body to murder nine lives. As a demonstration of her might and our worthlessness." His words hissed through charred lips, his snipped maw crinkling in distaste even as he told the story. The Moon Goddess had done nothing but secure a firm dislike within his enlightened heart: the steed's very body glowed with the light of the Sun Lord (more visible in darker settings), he had no real opinion of the Edge herd's decision to move, though he admitted that he would have probably agreed with their motives.

Though he had been trying to be subtle and linger mostly on the edges of the meeting (to better catch his father's attention), it seemed his presence would not fly under the radar, as yet another sidled up to him. It was a mare this time, a youthful young lady just on the cusp of womanhood - Ivezho could not help the coltish grin that curled his maw as he greeted her with a low whicker, entirely pleased to distract himself with this kind of attention.

The mention of his brother caused him smile to dim - Rhoa always did seem more capable than him, more sociable and open, while he remained the silent, brooding one. Ivezho simply didn't know where he belonged yet, he was still learning, and so he dipped his crown in response to this Spice, and murmured his soft greeting into her dual-toned ears.

"He's my brother. I'm Ivezho." He spoke his name with the low, gutteral accent of the language it came from, the mother tongue of his father, the ancient and primitive Dothraki tongue. Beast, was his name, yet was he a beast? Not yet, no, he was just Ivezho for now.

@[Cathun] and @[Spice], no need to reply to him, just wanted to get this up to acknowledge their interaction with him C:
Random switch to third person because I'maderp.

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