the Rift


crack of my shell [open]

Hector Posts: 262
Outcast atk: 7 | def: 9.5 | dam: 3.5
Stallion :: Hybrid :: 18.3hh :: 7 Years HP: 63 | Buff: ENDURE
Veci :: Plain Boggart :: Suffocate Dream
#2


The plume of cloudy mist caught the attention of Hector who watched as Sumati flew to their borders with a seeming eagerness that caught the young boys fascination. She was an interesting colour of seal bay and large alabaster wings, older than him in years but smaller than him in height. The Chancellor of the Throat and until now, Hector had quite shamefully failed to introduce himself to their Leader beside Kri. Nervous but determined to set things right, Hector bounded off the arid surface and into the warm air above, feeling the presence of his bonded ghost who drifted beside him. Invisible and seemingly at ease with himself. Dark liver wings powered and lifted his huge muscled body through the sky, horns shimmering in the suns rays as did his chestnut coat glisten. Veci appeared to enjoy the flight part of their day to day activities, the sheer pleasure Hector always derived from it was beginning to rub off on his mischievous bonded.

They gained in height and soon the Soldier rather nervously hovered where Sumati and her new baby eagle resided. His strong wings beating up and down, bobbing in midair as a curious smile formed on his face and leonine tail swished from side to side, the once cropped mane now flowed long and whipped around his neck. "She is beautiful" he comments with quite a boyish sound for his booming voice. In the meantime, Veci had floated over to see what all the commotion was about and Hector watched as his presence neared the little chick. That familiar mischievous push against his mind and the tribrid frowned in disapproval. "Veci, don't even think about it."

Veci seemed to protest but moved away from the babe and back to his bonded's side. Hector meanwhile had fallen silent, hoping Sumati didn't think he was a complete idiot taking to thin air. The Soldier had come to the conclusion that Veci would no doubt get him into more trouble and embarrassing situations like this in the future, Hector just hoped he'd find a way to combat it or prevent it quick. Orange eyes returned to the Chancellor and her new found friend, watching in respect and wonder.

HECTOR</style>
In blood and honor, we will prevail.</style>

image by gpabill @ flickr.com

• Dragon's Throat Rank Experience: Fortify | Level 3
• Permission given for moderate power play, magical influence and damage at all times


Messages In This Thread
crack of my shell [open] - by Sumati - 02-22-2013, 06:58 PM
RE: crack of my shell [open] - by Hector - 02-23-2013, 09:43 PM

Forum Jump:


RPGfix Equi-venture