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HEROES ALWAYS GET REMEMBERED BUT YOU KNOW LEGENDS NEVER DIE As quickly as the anger rises, it quells like the receding of a tide. He tells himself that getting so worked up about something so small is bordering on petty given the times that they currently live in, so he forces his body to relax and his breath to regulate as he looks at the pale mare in front of him. She extends her muzzle and whilst it crosses his mind to flinch away from the touch just to prove a point, he doesn't. He stays where he is, accepting the gentle caress upon the thick, knotted muscles of his neck and desperately trying not to think of how much he'd like to feel that cool flesh of hers in a vastly more expansive way. Her apology bids his massive head to drop, a silent acknowledgement. "Then let us speak no more of it." Volterra holds grudges with the best of them, but not with her. He's keen to move away from his surprising display of emotion and onto safer grounds, the grounds when he is simply the monolithic onyx warrior rather than a flesh and bone man capable of worrying about his friends. The mare unleashes a joyous laugh which takes the beast somewhat by surprise, and he stares at her as though she's grown another head until he realises that her reaction is because of his dragons. Yes, it is hard to remain miserable when their gold and red bodies twine through the air with such freedom, such devil-may-care that it's infectious. The brute forces a smile into place, and focuses on her words. "I was well, until the herds were disbanded. I was Sultan of the Dragon's Throat, you know, until the Sun God abandoned it. I am afraid I cannot contemplate happiness whilst I know Kaos is out there, doing what he wants to our Gods and our mortals." The passion and simmering rage in his voice is frightening, although the Indomitable does his best to regulate it. "And you? I have not seen you in many months, not since..." His voice trails off as guilt pulses through him - the last time he saw her, he tried to teach her how to fight, but succeeded only in almost killing her. |
@Erthe
[ 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 ]
