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Gladiator. The word sits oddly upon his tongue, as does the notion of a herd. All his life, the leviathan has been a free man, beholden to none. Now...now he is like everybody else. Strangely, though, adjusting has not been as hard as he thought. The searing Throat heat is not as bad as he feared, thanks to Orangemoon taking over from Tallsun, and he has to confess that the herd is....pleasant, in its own way. It is home, for now at least, so the beast is doing his best to force aside his prejudices and embrace his new duty. But old habits die hard, and he cannot help but wander the unclaimed lands of Helovia with the same vigour that he always has. He is simply not a man created to spend his entire life around others of his species - he needs his own space, to marshal his thoughts and converse with his dragons. Unusually, today both dragons are with him; the red rising on his hindquarters and studiously cleaning his gleaming crimson scales, whilst the gold soars lazily beside her bonded on leathery wings, enjoying the rippling power of her own body. As he has left the Throat to get away from the presence of other horses, he is certainly not looking for company. When he sees a winged stallion staring into the middle distance, Volterra contemplates turning around and moving to graze elsewhere before the male sees him. Competitive and arrogant as he is, the beast does not tend to appreciate any socialisation with others of his gender, preferring the company of women whom he can either bed, add to his harem, or both. Still, now he is a fully-paid-up herd man, he supposes he needs to get that bit more social. So, with a resigned sigh, he moves towards the smaller male, drawing alongside him but enough of a distance away for them each to have their own space. "'Lo," grunts the behemoth, his body language neutral, if not overtly friendly. "That stream seems to be of great interest to you." |
Yes please if you don't mind! :D Do you? @Ryouta
[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]
