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05-03-2016, 02:33 AM
The warmest wind he had yet felt rushed over his scarred hide. The salty brine felt refreshing rather than frigid, much to the giant’s relief. Though this past Frostfall had been temperate compared the previous year (and the plains-borne stallion was better prepared for the cold), he still met the end of the frozen season with cheer.
And so, it was with an easy, lopsided smile, that the Elephant King stood atop the cliffs. Down he looked, navy gaze studying the Endless Blue’s sandy shores that stretched out the west. Flared nostrils intermittently caught a faint whiff of the Secret Grove, between the gusts of sea breeze. He was at the southernmost border of the Edge’s Cliffs, calmly enjoying the warmth of the new season.
Though Birdsong meant many things, the most prominent in his mind was a stocky mare who had befriended not only Mauja, but also himself. The bold, unique woman had asked for shelter through Frostfall— but now that long season had come to an end. Thoughtful eyes roved the distant beaches; would she stay? His thoughts turned towards their last conversation on these cliffs. Had she settled her friendship (relations?) with the Frozen Light?
Ears tilted back for a moment, eyes clouding. If she had done so, then she was better off than he. A low, whining trumpet distracted him from such a train of thought— Mbwene’s trunk was twining and untwining around his foreleg, bright blue eyes searching for his own. With a nervousness that was uncharacteristic of her, the small elephant calf shifted on her four, round feet. She knew he was about to call for Roskuld, and with the Sparklight would come Chico…
She hadn’t seen the energetic rougarou since their time on the cliffs; and that had been tumultuous for the little elephant. She had pushed the furry, lively creature away, annoyed with his pomp and pride. But now… feeling of yearning and missing flowed from the calf to the stallion.
He understood. He would miss the brassy mare, when she left the Edge. If she left the Edge. His offer of residency still stood. He sighed, long and low, before turning to trumpet over the land, “Roskuld! Birdsong has come!” Quietly, he waited for the Sparklight.
And so, it was with an easy, lopsided smile, that the Elephant King stood atop the cliffs. Down he looked, navy gaze studying the Endless Blue’s sandy shores that stretched out the west. Flared nostrils intermittently caught a faint whiff of the Secret Grove, between the gusts of sea breeze. He was at the southernmost border of the Edge’s Cliffs, calmly enjoying the warmth of the new season.
Though Birdsong meant many things, the most prominent in his mind was a stocky mare who had befriended not only Mauja, but also himself. The bold, unique woman had asked for shelter through Frostfall— but now that long season had come to an end. Thoughtful eyes roved the distant beaches; would she stay? His thoughts turned towards their last conversation on these cliffs. Had she settled her friendship (relations?) with the Frozen Light?
Ears tilted back for a moment, eyes clouding. If she had done so, then she was better off than he. A low, whining trumpet distracted him from such a train of thought— Mbwene’s trunk was twining and untwining around his foreleg, bright blue eyes searching for his own. With a nervousness that was uncharacteristic of her, the small elephant calf shifted on her four, round feet. She knew he was about to call for Roskuld, and with the Sparklight would come Chico…
She hadn’t seen the energetic rougarou since their time on the cliffs; and that had been tumultuous for the little elephant. She had pushed the furry, lively creature away, annoyed with his pomp and pride. But now… feeling of yearning and missing flowed from the calf to the stallion.
He understood. He would miss the brassy mare, when she left the Edge. If she left the Edge. His offer of residency still stood. He sighed, long and low, before turning to trumpet over the land, “Roskuld! Birdsong has come!” Quietly, he waited for the Sparklight.
For @Roskuld
Open to any who want to convince her to stay :D
Please tag Tembovu.
