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09-18-2015, 02:59 AM
He had stuck around the Blood Falls, ever since he had been brought here. Life here was so different, and so lonely without his sister. Where was she? What if she hadn't made it through and that was the end of it? Pain jabbed at his heart as he thought of never seeing her again. Black smoke billowed from his muzzle as the fear for his sister grew. Even though the smoke let on how he felt his face remained as stoic as ever. Shoving the ideas as far away as he could the stallion limped toward the scarlet water. "Fucking bear..." His voice barely a whisper as he fought to push away the pain. He had been injured in the fight that brought down the nasty god. Nothing time wouldn't fix, but enough to make him bitch and groan. He had pulled the muscle in his withers and been cut on the right side. Sighing heavily the stag lowered his frame into the water hoping the cool liquid would ease some of the swelling. He groaned in aggravation as the scab on his flank tore lose, and blood oozed and was carried away by the water. He had been smart enough not to lay above the falls, in stead he had settled for the pool underneath. Periwinkle eyes fluttered closed and black smoke slowly turned deep purple again as he relaxed. He wasn't a mammoth compared to some, but he was tall and slender. He was built for power and speed more than anything. He looked a lot tougher from far away, thanks to the feather horns upon his head, but they only bent when used in battle. It didn't do him any good to use them other than a scare tactic, which usually worked out well. He wasn't half bad at scaring enemies. Always calm appearing, well looking like you were, really did a number on people. The smoke rolling from his mouth probably didn't hurt that aspect. Silently he dozed allowing his wings to open slightly, one in and one out of the water. His leg wings on the other had were completely covered in water. They always set him apart from others, well besides Zelda, she had them too. Being twins did that of course, you always had something that looked alike. Of course they were special, they had the same colors, wings, except Zelda didn't have the horns or height Ragnarok did. He sighed once more and allowed himself to doze quietly in the cool water as the Birdsong sun beat down. Talking talk here. Words;; 427 OOC/Tags;; @Soren anyone is welcome! Soren is going to try and inhale his smoke for the GLL |
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