The Imbecile Is He

[PRIVATE] The Imbecile Is He

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06-17-2015, 02:43 PM

Karalius sensed he was not alone. And with a glimmer he hope he took his orbs to the noise that had been made from the close distance. He could not tell what sort of creature it was, but by the four graceful pillars that was burdened with an elegant spotted pelt of caramel and ivory he could tell it was a dame. He saw the queen edge closer to him, perhaps with faint steps as she realised she was coming into close quarters with such a handsome brute. The arrogant stag rose himself to full height with a flurry of excitement. Yet this excitement did nothing to take any less frustration out of his mood.

Hello there.

The stranger's eyes were a piercing azure, and her cranium adorned with markings that gave her a regal look. He then furthered his gaze between her orbs and spotted a horn twisted of gold, dangling from it jewellery of some kind. A horned. He was not accustomed to horned creatures, and this was something he found himself curious to find out. He had no desire to propose his superiority complex of equines to the stranger, but she was a pretty thing and he was a randy brute that sought impressive gazes and followers. His cranium was arched upon a neck, his chest puffed out to all its glory. Yet his golden orbs spoke the irritation he was feeling of going nowhere in this land.

Was Helovia giving him a chance to better his establishment in this new world?

He tried to lighten his tone to show the polite gesture he gave to all strangers, but his tone was still laced with a dark tinge that he had no say on whether it would put the queen off,
"Good morning,...?" he thought it best to give a good conversation opener, and furthered the chance even further by adding, "I am Karalius. Yes I'm new here. And are you native or alien like myself?" He pricked his ears towards her and his forelock tassles fell onto his cranium, giving the dreamy boy look, perhaps with some luck.