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06-21-2016, 02:07 PM
The gold wasn’t expecting gratitude but the simple plop of the turtle into the water made his ears fall back. Figures, soon as he did a good deed in front of someone (squandering his reputation of course) no gifts or benefits rewarded him. Not even an appreciative glance back. The gold gave a snort of disinterestedness and turned back to his other company.
Rikyn’s mood was not totally unexpected. He watched the dark prince move with some actual grace to the shore. With a smirk still on his face he moved to join. Haldir, at seeing the action finally no be on the water comes as well, standing off not far, looking with quiet curiosity at the blue roan’s trick.
The earth eyes fall on the youth’s hot tempered glare but he returns it with only a grin. For whatever reason, the dark prince’s ire was not troubling him. Perhaps it was the young stallion’s age, or the situation he was found in. Whatever the reason, it was probably for the best that it stayed. Insults like that on other days might be a call to arms. Yet, as seeming more normal of late, the hot words simply rolled off.
Still it made the golden cock his head as the blue roan body slowly made towards shore. It appeared the laid back lad he had found in the hot springs several moons ago had gotten a big bigger in more ways than one. This made the gleeful mooded creature pause, just for a moment, as his mind repositioned just who was before him. "Of course." Came the sly reply, dripping with judgement and thick underlying workings. But just as the note of serious analysis came, it went. The gold stepped on to join his stag.
He was stopped just at the shoreline by the movement of an incoming horn jerking his way. Crowned head turned sharp and high to see what could have been a threat (again causing the gold to rethink just who this irate youth was). But his mood had returned and the gold was of better humor. “Shameless masquerade? What a poor name for such a fun trick.”
Still as the gold stepped on the shore he exhaled slowly, letting the illusion fall. To be honest, you see, he hadn’t exactly liked walking on water. It broke the normal laws and was slipperier than ice. Fairly overrated trick if you asked him. The blue roan coat fell away like dust on the breeze, and ended with a final flick of the golden tasseled tail. With a feigned look of ruined fun the golden continued his torment of the youth. “My what a temper” He turned to look at Haldir, whispering, but clearly able to be heard. “…someone woke up on the wrong side of the grass.”
The gold grinned, but Haldir did not return it. The deer simply shook his head and looked back to the other. Disappointed but not dejected the gold looked back as well. “You should try the life of ‘little moral character’ it’s much more fun than being trapped on high pedestals.” The gold man’s tasseled tail flicks and curls with contentedness. His mind rolling around this figure before him, this youth he thought he knew but was constantly seeming to rediscover. Other times, such as in the springs, it might have soured him to be proven wrong over and again, but now it simply made him more curious.
The gold you see was not a complete fool. Though he was wrong several times about Rikyn’s skill set, he still believed the
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