Shifting [open]

Shifting [open]

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Helovian Ancient

Stallion :: Equine :: ::

10-01-2012, 11:09 AM

"I am not going to bite you," the voice suddenly expels abruptly into the air, a boom of a voice, though the stallion did not appear to yell. He simply stopped walking, lifted his horned head and looks around with a dark face lined with white stripes, an strange, symmetrical mask. His obsidian eyes contrasting the stark white as he looked first toward Mauja, and then toward the sky where the pegasus watched silently. "You can either talk to me or quit staring."

It was then that the third body arrived, pristine and silver, tearing through the delicate snow of the Steppe. The stallion's ears slick back in mild irritation as she too comes to stand next to him, eyes wide and ogling his appearance like he was some sort of abnormal creature. Of course, aside from his strange, curved markings and jagged horn, he was a relatively normal stallion. Medium height, medium build, looking to be of middle age for a horse. Average. Yet, there were three buffoons staring at him like he was some alien specimen from another planet. With a frustrated snort, the stallion steps away from the mare who looks up at him with curious blue eyes before snapping forward.

Had you not been watching very carefully, you might have thought the stallion flashed forward a few steps. Shaking off that thought - it could not be so, right? No one can move that quickly.

Now standing in front of this mare a few paces, the stallion turns. Dual toned, short cropped mane wavering with motion but still standing straight as if held by static. "What, mare?" He asks flatly, dark eyes staring down at her own blue eyes. Helovia was not the same place he remembered, but things rarely stayed the same.