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02-22-2016, 02:45 AM
the elephant king
Gaze continues to study the golden woman as she speaks, his own mouth mimicking her crooked smile— though it didn’t manage to ease the melancholic lines around his navy eyes. But her words— she spoke words of loyalty to those she loved. Words that would have drawn the stallion in, along with her pale gold beauty, in another time. But now, with Rexanna’s betrayal so fresh in his mind, he resisted the pull he felt towards Raeden. His loss too raw; his trust too ravaged.
But, still, he listened and watched attentively. Though he was resisting the visceral pull he felt towards the mare, he did not deny his eyes nor his ears the pleasant beauty of her voice and body. Though he felt a weight drop like a cold stone in his barrel as she proclaimed to follow the path of ‘Sneak.’ How close to home that rank took. Something shifted in his gaze, and he briefly glanced towards her vibrantly antlered companion, meeting his questioning teal eyes.
“Regardless of your magic, you may follow whatever path you choose, Raeden,” his low voice rumbled to answer her unasked question. “Iona is our Specter, the leader of sneaks in the Edge. She’s a no-nonsense mare, but excellent at defending us from others. You should find her,” his eyes finally leave Tin and resettle on the silver of Raeden’s. “Though I will keep your magic in mind, for it seems I often need a healer, lately,” a bit of humor colors his words, finally, as grin crosses his broad muzzle. Indeed, in the wake of spars and battles, the Elephant was injured more than he was healthy.
Oddly, in the wake of his grin, he felt the overwhelming urge for solitude. He had gone to the shores to be alone, but had instead found this lovely woman. Unfortunately they had been interrupted by the jealous and pregnant Rexanna— which left the King yearning more strongly to be alone with his thoughts. “If you’ll excuse me, Raeden. I look forward to seeing you in the Edge,” he offered a lopsided smile.
But, still, he listened and watched attentively. Though he was resisting the visceral pull he felt towards the mare, he did not deny his eyes nor his ears the pleasant beauty of her voice and body. Though he felt a weight drop like a cold stone in his barrel as she proclaimed to follow the path of ‘Sneak.’ How close to home that rank took. Something shifted in his gaze, and he briefly glanced towards her vibrantly antlered companion, meeting his questioning teal eyes.
“Regardless of your magic, you may follow whatever path you choose, Raeden,” his low voice rumbled to answer her unasked question. “Iona is our Specter, the leader of sneaks in the Edge. She’s a no-nonsense mare, but excellent at defending us from others. You should find her,” his eyes finally leave Tin and resettle on the silver of Raeden’s. “Though I will keep your magic in mind, for it seems I often need a healer, lately,” a bit of humor colors his words, finally, as grin crosses his broad muzzle. Indeed, in the wake of spars and battles, the Elephant was injured more than he was healthy.
Oddly, in the wake of his grin, he felt the overwhelming urge for solitude. He had gone to the shores to be alone, but had instead found this lovely woman. Unfortunately they had been interrupted by the jealous and pregnant Rexanna— which left the King yearning more strongly to be alone with his thoughts. “If you’ll excuse me, Raeden. I look forward to seeing you in the Edge,” he offered a lopsided smile.
tembovu
@Raeden We can end it here, or soonish? So much has happened with him that it's hard to back write this :[ We can have a new thread with them! He'll probs need his knee healed!
Also, I changed her rank! :D
Please tag Tembovu.
