Many thoughts could be conjured from something so simple others decided it insignificant and not worth their time. Sometimes it was the smallest things that most overlook that actually are the most interesting or the most exciting of the bunch. Today it was the delicate raindrops that fell upon the leaves of the canopy above that soothed his mind as the calm tranquility seeped deep into his soul. Breathing in slowly he allowed his lungs to expand fully before letting the breath return to the outside world. Opening his silver orbs he gazed around at the same ordinary scene that he had found himself in before. Nothing had changed, nothing was disturbed and the only sound was the soft patter of rain against the leaves above. A small smirk caught his lips as he lifted his hooves from the soil once more to continue his journey deeper into the threshold's forest.

Normally his appearance was quite striking with the steely grey dapples and the intricate markings over his lower extremities that beheld a soft glow under dimmed lighting. While this was unchanged one would not know it looking at him right now for his face was bathed in an orange colour and his body draped in the sticky threads of the spider. His luck was not exactly on a good note at the moment thanks to the vile creature Harald and the demon mutt Daphnee. Their curses were the reason for his rather ragged appearance and he could not wait until they were gone for good. The orange tone had thankfully began to fade away revealing only more of the cursed webs in its place. Not only did they cause much irritation to his skin underneath but they tended to pick up any little leaves, grass, or insects that happened to be around him. He literally felt like a walking bug catcher and he hated the idea of all the things that might happen to cling to himself.

Focusing on something else to distract his mind his nares picked up the scent of another mare nearby. Up ahead his eyes focused on a petite grey travelling through the forest slowly with a rather nervous stride to her step if he wasn't mistaken. His own silent footsteps halted as the mare did to take a break from her journey, he contemplated approaching her but hesitated with his current state. Surely he would likely scare her with the thick cascade of spider webs appearing as some sort of bigfoot like creature in the shape of a horse. The webs would not be with him for much longer, perhaps he could wait until they disappeared before approaching? What he didn't want was for another to beat him to it... Making up his mind he stuck close to the bushes to hide his appearance for the moment as he gently called out to the mare in a soft yet welcoming nicker.


TAGS: @[Luna]
MUSE: Good
NOTES: Ciceron is currently experiencing some minor flaws in his looks thanks to the halloween adventures XD
His orange face is now gone but spiderwebs cling to his entire body until my next post.

This was probably the first time that he had ever hidden from someone on purpose, what was he a chicken? Sure he was wearing the remnants of the curse that the mutt had put on him, but that didn't mean that he needed to hide. Oh wait, he had chosen to approach this way hoping to not scare the poor fae have to death. At least he no longer looked like the joker with his orange pumpkin face and if he wasn't mistaken the webs were thinning out. Finally, he thought half sighing in relief now he could at least be normal again well at least until the next encounter with one of the other halloween creatures that seemed to be lurking about recently. Until then there was no more costumes for him and he would not be in the future trusting anything resembling a crow gone bad or any mangey mutts.

Shaking his body he was thankful to see the remaining webs fall off onto the ground still clinging onto whatever they had picked up on his journey here. It felt so much better to have the air touch his coat again without the dusty sticky crap hindering his movement. Looking over his pelt once more he was happy to report no lasting damage had been inflicted and once satisfied he took a breath before lowering his crown slightly and focusing back on the fae he had noticed before. Emerging from the bushes he regarded the mare with a kind smile stopping a few feet from her to give her some space. It worried him to see the misty appearance of her eyes, had she been crying? Immediate concern jumped to his mind but he held it back with some difficulty knowing his fussing may just make things worse.

"Hello miss, My name is Ciceron." He commented softly his voice calm and his posture relaxed. The pause was intentional to let the mare process things slowly if she needed to, mixed emotions could easily cloud one's mind making it hard to focus. "May I ask you name and if I may be of any assistance?" He really wanted to just cut to the chase and ask her why she was upset but this way would work as well in time, he just needed to be patient and allow her sometime to come around.

TAGS: @[Luna]
MUSE: Good
NOTES: Just a reminder to remember the word minimum when posting :) (250 words)

Even without the webs coating his entire frame he still felt the tingling feeling of the habitual itch that they had caused. It was like sandpaper upon his skin moving just enough to irritate the follicles beneath stimulating his brain to want to scratch the area until the feeling goes away. The harder you try to ignore it the more the irritation grows making it feel 100% times worse than it actually was. He would not itch..he would not itch.. He repeated continuously in silence to himself fighting the natural reaction unwilling to give in. Focus on something else, that should make the thought go away.

Thankfully for him the perfect distraction was standing only meters from him watching him with wary eyes and nervousness threaded through her frame. "I am Luna.. And I am perfectly fine." Her voice seemed strong but he could tell from her misty eyes that it was the complete opposite. Something had upset the young fae to the point of tears, but out of respect he chose to drop the subject not wanting to make the mare more uncomfortable. If she really wanted to tell him it would have to be on her own accord, he would not pressure her into spilling her guts to satisfy his own observations.

Nodding gently he returned her gaze with a small smile lowering his head down to meet her eyes. Her stature was much shorter than his own towering height of over sixteen hands. "It is nice to meet you Luna." He said simply taking a second to look deeper within the depths of her orbs before dropping his own gaze so not to seem rude. The silver tone of his own eyes had been described as intimidating and nearly impossible to read so he made sure to limit the amount of eye contact when meeting others for the first time hoping they could see past his strange colouration.

"You look very tired from your journey, may I offer you the safety of the Foothills so that you may rest and regain your strength? Our herd is slightly smaller than the rest but size doesn't matter we are a family, we will make sure that everyone is taken care of and happy." He offered softly raising his eyes once again for a second before gazing around to ensure there were no others that had happened to come within the area unnoticed. Resting his hind foot he tried to appear slightly shorter than he was for the sake of Luna's neck.

TAGS: @[Luna]
MUSE: Good
NOTES: Sorry for the delay I've been stuck working a lot of overnights recently.