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09-12-2015, 11:57 AM
:: Déodat & Lothíriel, but open to all :D
Cαλεβ ανδ Ηενριεττα
He was patrolling with his hound again, moving through a land he had not seen. They had entered the magnificent land knowing well the may get lost, as is the case with any new land they stumble upon. Henrietta memorized the path, knowing the route they took so they may easily exit this labyrinth as easily as they entered. Caleb's steel eyes only saw green. Though many horses would grow giddy from seeing the endless green, Caleb was stoic and indifferent. Caleb had grown accustomed to patrolling, constantly watching with vigilant eyes, ears, and smell. In reality, Caleb seemed one with the nature around him, as if he was meant to be there, a decoration more than an intruder. Then again, in this seemingly perfect land, would anything seem out of place?
When they stumbled upon a small pool, they looked upon it with the same intense curiosity one would look upon an alien with. It's that timid interest that pushes Caleb to reach a cloven hoof towards the diamond-like water, touching the reflective, mirror-like surface. Part of him knows it's just water, that it is safe and harmless, but another part of him remembers the Bear God, the infections that wrecked the land. Was this water safe? Still, when his beige-tawny hoof hit the surface, the glass-like water broke, shattered, rippled outwards, distorting his reflection. Quivering nostrils and furrowed brows, he shook his head. What had he been worried about? He moved past the pool, all of him knowing that the water was safe and clean now.
He moved off of the path, hiding in the wall of foliage beside it, bathed in shadows. He is well hidden from the sight of any lingering eyes. He moves in the shadows, vigilantly watching while well hidden. Henrietta follows his lead, moving into the shadows, also. Together, they make a good team, with similar ways of thinking, and even similar color schemes. It's as if the Beast and his hound are kindred spirits.
and often times we call a
man cold when he is only sad.
thoughts
"speech."
"speech."
▷ baylee ◁
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a cold-hearted man was once a man that once cared too much.
