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I am the monster that haunts your dreams, I'm everything you fear to see
Golden hooves glided across dark foliage, ears tipped back and inattentive. He had met so many equines of Helovia, even though his time here had been short. He enjoyed it nonetheless, although his last encounter was strange and it made him question his personality yet again; who was he and who did he want to become? He cared for the stranger mare in ways he had never cared for another ever before, yet he felt no inclination to continue to care for her. Perhaps it was just the circumstance, he told himself, settling with the vague answer before he dived too deep into the wild mind of his. It was annoying actually, he preferred life to be simple, without such ponderings that he often found himself immersed in. But simple couldn't be satisfying, and his own satisfaction overcame simplicities, and that was why he was here. Meandering about in a deep forest, knowing that only those who truly weren't afraid would enter. He was ready for change, ready for any curve ball it might throw at him. He wanted a revolution that meant his redemption. He was ready.
Ears flicked forward as he snapped twigs and rustled the fallen snow, hooves crunching his path on this world. The smell of the forest was thick and intoxicating, he missed the earthen colognes that his old home held. Helovia was his home now though and he shook off the depressing reminders of his past. A sound vibrated through his ears and he turned a crowned head to the source, his brow lifting in search. "Hello?" His deep and charming chords rang out, obviously unafraid of any creature that may threaten him. "Come to join my revolution?" Misael asked with a dark chuckle, orbs of shaved gold bright and depthless. Who or what would the striped fiasco meet tonight?
"Talk?"
OCC: Me needs writing lessons.
TAG: @[Anzanie]
