MORENTH

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Morenth gazed over the other mares, his ears pricking as the small black horse-bird spoke. His eyes roamed over the slick black feathers, then gave her a nod of acknowledgement uncertain of what to think of this...pegasus. Imonda herself seemed alright, she had been nothing but cheery since she had appeared and Morenth certainly did not feel threatened by her. Even so, he kept an eye on her in the off chance she might do something unexpected - like fly off. Morenth was about to ask if there were more like her, since she had implied it with saying that the Helovian's had a name for them. But before he had a chance, Ophelia's clear voice interrupted that train of thought. Her answer was what he had come to expect, clear and straight to the point and he was growing more confident in his decision of agreeing to travel with her. 

"You certainly make a good point." Especially since Helovia had already proven itself to be immensely different from what he had grown up with. With a no horned mare and then a winged horse (which he still couldn't quite wrap his mind around), Morenth was wondering what other wonders this land had to offer and he suddenly no longer wanted to be stuck within this forest. Eager to set out, he turned to Brisa and Imonda with a kind look in his eye he dipped his head towards them for the final time. "Thank you for your help and offer once more, perhaps we will meet again." Part of him almost wished they would, for they were interesting, even as plain as Brisa was to him; she struck him as peculiar. Someone he'd like to get to know a little bit more. 

Ophelia wasted no time and they were off after saying their goodbyes. Even as she turned away, Morenth did not notice the dark figure draped across her back until the other two had vanished from sight. When Morenth finally turned his head, listening to the brief but informative information she gave him, the creature drew his attention to it. At first he thought it was a shadow cast by the trees and spotting light, until it moved and seemed to take form. Morenth jolted, swinging his massive head so he could take a better look at the thing on her back. "Whoa, what is that!" His eyes widened, fear creeping into the edges of his concious as he took a step away from the pale mare. Yet again, proving that this land held a whole lot more for him than he had originally bargained for. 

  
notes: excuse the ickiness once more, but I'd definitely like to continue this in World's Edge, for sure! @Ophelia