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02-12-2014, 09:22 PM
The cry of the bird was so sharp and so sudden in the fresh silence that the colt jumped on the spot. Downy feathers ruffled in surprise and sudden suspicion as all thoughts he might have nourished about reaching out to touch the midnight-colored avian disappeared. Instead the boy took a few steps back, hesitantly eying the Roc - was it something he had done that caused the reaction? Kari didn't know much about companions and the bond they had with their horses. No one had cared to explain to him, and Shadow hadn't had interest in it. Actually, the black sleuth had been very sparse with words overall when it didn't concern things she found interesting, like her job and the herd and survival techniques. Even when talking about those his mother had been rough and gruff and to the point... It would surely come back to bite him one day, but for now the colt found his musings interrupted as Africa spoke again, finished mulling over whatever she had been thinking about. "What's a Spear?" the boy asked, knitting the brows in questioning, "and what is the res.. resist... How do I know that it's the right spear?" Despite the suddenly daunting task he had before him, it felt better knowing that there was something he could do. The expression of the child brightened gradually, maturing into a somewhat pleased smile as the dappled mare reassured him. Mother had been right, he thought to himself as he looked up at the older pegasus. Herds were good to have, and if everyone in the Throat were like Africa he might stay there when he grew up too. Maybe he'd become like Shadow and listen in to the hidden conversations of others so that he would know about things before others did... and then tell the herd, so that they would be strong and smart and safe. Or maybe... "Aunt Africa, what is an or..oracle?" he asked, finding his thoughts drifting away from the original topic now that he had been promised help. Instead his attention was turning back to the wall, eyes focusing once more on the pictures that covered it - a quick prod with the soft nose didn't produce anything but gravel in the nostrils this time however, which was both disappointing and slightly reassuring. | ||
HP:42.5Helovia Hard Mode
Permission granted at all times to use magic and violence on Kari
