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07-22-2016, 08:43 AM
Imani didn't really understand what was going on in the herd he'd wandered into. He had seen many things going on that made little sense to his mind, so he stayed in the shadows and watched. He wasn't truly sure how to make himself useful, or how to fulfill any part of this rank he was suddenly a part of. A minor one, for sure, but he still felt he should be doing something. With that resolution, he had wandered to find Tembovu (though somewhat reluctant to impose on him) and find some useful task to set himself to.
What he found was the Elephant King with a scarred mare, doing something with the eternal mists of the Edge. His eyes widened as physical things began to take shape from the mist, apparently under the mare's concentration. It was beautiful. Almost shyly he edged forward as she finished to inspect the thinnest of the targets, marveling a bit at it's delicacy. He had never seen magic before and it was truly a wonder to behold. He backs away a few steps and turns his odd eyes to the Glazier.
"That's incredible! I've never seen anything like this." His enthusiasm for a moment is directed at the small, scarred mare, then his ears sweep back and his eyes drop a touch as he realizes he may have interrupted something. Still, his embarrassment cannot overcome his curiosity. It only tempers the eager energy in his voice to something almost apologetic.
"I didn't mean to intrude. What is this all for?" He tilts his head to indicate the targets, odd eyes flicking between Tembovu and the mare with glass magic.
What he found was the Elephant King with a scarred mare, doing something with the eternal mists of the Edge. His eyes widened as physical things began to take shape from the mist, apparently under the mare's concentration. It was beautiful. Almost shyly he edged forward as she finished to inspect the thinnest of the targets, marveling a bit at it's delicacy. He had never seen magic before and it was truly a wonder to behold. He backs away a few steps and turns his odd eyes to the Glazier.
"That's incredible! I've never seen anything like this." His enthusiasm for a moment is directed at the small, scarred mare, then his ears sweep back and his eyes drop a touch as he realizes he may have interrupted something. Still, his embarrassment cannot overcome his curiosity. It only tempers the eager energy in his voice to something almost apologetic.
"I didn't mean to intrude. What is this all for?" He tilts his head to indicate the targets, odd eyes flicking between Tembovu and the mare with glass magic.
Imani
