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09-21-2015, 07:25 PM
Entia
we could write a bad romance
we could write a bad romance
While Entia stood with Mauja, taking in the new surroundings after having made his way along that rather treacherous path, the solitude here and the serenity really began to sink into his mind. It was so similar to Ilir, so much so that there was a little feeling of homesickness sinking deep inside him, and for the moment he was wrapped in his own thoughts.
And it was turbulent inside his head. He had not seen Mauja's expression though, he was too wrapped up in the way this world appeared to him.
He turned his gaze from here to there, and he walked a few paces about, inhaling and storing these scents, his eyes wide. When the moment settled though, and Entia felt the initial rush of adrenaline from entering the kingdom fading, he did feel the eyes and he turned his head, looking - but he was distracted quickly.
A flash of white, with brilliant blood red filled his vision, and he fixed his eyes on the unknown one, a mare with a long white horn and hair the ended in crimson, and brilliant eyes - Entia was momentarily startled by the similarity in his eyes to her own, one red and one blue but hers seemed different enough, while his own white eye was caused by the leakage of the white from his broken horn, suffered so long ago on a terrible stormy night. By her, with her, a little dragon flew, seemingly attached by some invisible strand of life to the crimson-touched mare.
Entia turned about and he in turn inclined his head politely to her as he listened to the words she spoke. He placed her higher up in the kingdom rankings though, she was not simply a fellow herdmate. In return though, he gives her a smile, a grin almost, while his eyes shone bright; "Pleasure to meet you, Ophelia. I am Entia; newcomer, et cetera... and may I ask, what is a ... munnin?" he inquires, tripping over the strange word a little.
Shortly after though, and he watched as Mauja moved. He was unsure of how to react around the white unicorn himself actually; he got the feeling that the sovereign wanted to ask him something earlier, but it had passed - for now. Yet he watched as he moved towards where the one who was hidden stood, the one whom Ophelia had pointed out.
Entia watches, his eyes shining - his expression calm but he was amused, wondering who it was who lurked there - "Oh, good, I'm not going crazy just yet then," he says quietly. There is so much for him to learn now; this even here was a little overwhelming. He barely heard what Ophelia had said though, but he knew it was something to do with the feeling of being watched. So he fell silent - not wishing to disturb them - but Entia watched with curiosity, standing with Ophelia and her dragon.
So much to learn... and it would begin by finding out who it was who was lurking there - and eventually, more words and conversations with both Ophelia and Mauja - all in good time.
[note] @Mauja @Nymeria @Ophelia Sorry for the delay <3 Anxiety, university and comms D: <333
And it was turbulent inside his head. He had not seen Mauja's expression though, he was too wrapped up in the way this world appeared to him.
He turned his gaze from here to there, and he walked a few paces about, inhaling and storing these scents, his eyes wide. When the moment settled though, and Entia felt the initial rush of adrenaline from entering the kingdom fading, he did feel the eyes and he turned his head, looking - but he was distracted quickly.
A flash of white, with brilliant blood red filled his vision, and he fixed his eyes on the unknown one, a mare with a long white horn and hair the ended in crimson, and brilliant eyes - Entia was momentarily startled by the similarity in his eyes to her own, one red and one blue but hers seemed different enough, while his own white eye was caused by the leakage of the white from his broken horn, suffered so long ago on a terrible stormy night. By her, with her, a little dragon flew, seemingly attached by some invisible strand of life to the crimson-touched mare.
Entia turned about and he in turn inclined his head politely to her as he listened to the words she spoke. He placed her higher up in the kingdom rankings though, she was not simply a fellow herdmate. In return though, he gives her a smile, a grin almost, while his eyes shone bright; "Pleasure to meet you, Ophelia. I am Entia; newcomer, et cetera... and may I ask, what is a ... munnin?" he inquires, tripping over the strange word a little.
Shortly after though, and he watched as Mauja moved. He was unsure of how to react around the white unicorn himself actually; he got the feeling that the sovereign wanted to ask him something earlier, but it had passed - for now. Yet he watched as he moved towards where the one who was hidden stood, the one whom Ophelia had pointed out.
Entia watches, his eyes shining - his expression calm but he was amused, wondering who it was who lurked there - "Oh, good, I'm not going crazy just yet then," he says quietly. There is so much for him to learn now; this even here was a little overwhelming. He barely heard what Ophelia had said though, but he knew it was something to do with the feeling of being watched. So he fell silent - not wishing to disturb them - but Entia watched with curiosity, standing with Ophelia and her dragon.
So much to learn... and it would begin by finding out who it was who was lurking there - and eventually, more words and conversations with both Ophelia and Mauja - all in good time.
[note] @Mauja @Nymeria @Ophelia Sorry for the delay <3 Anxiety, university and comms D: <333
