For once in his life, Kijani wasn’t in the mood for eating. Or sleeping.
If that wasn’t bizarre enough, he hadn't tripped an innocent passerby all day, stolen anybody's patch of dinner grass, and hadn't even persuaded a single foal to eat yellow snow. In fact, now that he took the proper time to evaluate his current emotional state, the dark stallion realized he wasn't particularly in the mood for anything at all.
He trudged through the snow and trees miserably, his skin prickling uncomfortably as snowflakes settled on his withers and nestled in his pale eyelashes. Snow. He hated it. He hated the way it made his skin all clammy and gross, and how ice crusted around his hooves and balled up on his fetlocks so it looked like he carried around squirrel genitals tied to his hooves.
Not entirely sure which direction he was headed any longer and rapidly losing count of how many trees he had passed, Kijani plodded to a stop with an annoyed scowl, and hated everything. The forest was strangely dark this direction of the woods, and it gave him the creeps. He glowered moodily at a scraggly, sun-deprived bush that was blocking his way.
Just beginning to slash through the bush, he was suddenly aware of an unmistakable feeling bristling the hairs on the ridge of his withers. Without looking up from his task, Kijani continued stomping through the undergrowth as if he were merely picking flowers in the summertime, instead of bracing himself against a zombie-bush attack in the middle of winter and feeling thoroughly peeved.
"You should know better than to sneak up on a cannibal. Try that again, and I'll be forced to chop you up into oblivion and then feast on your blood."
KIJANI,
stallion of no where and no rank
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The dark shadows of the forest successfully camouflaged her dark body, and the snow made her white legs seem to blend in and stand out less than they would had the ground been covered with dirt, leaves, and grass as it usually was during the warmer months. This allowed her to move about the forest, virtually unknown by other animals, horse and otherwise. For some time she had been following the pegasus stallion, watching intently as he meandered through the forest, seemingly lost. It was not surprising, many thought they could navigate the forest and found themselves proven wrong. It had taken her weeks if not months to learn most of the paths and she was still finding new ones.
Attention stayed riveted on the stallion as he scowled and glowered and began to beat a poor bush to death. He acted as if it were the bushes fault that he'd become lost when it was little more than his own ignorance of the forest that had caused it. Tail twitched as she finally strode forward out of the darkness to the right of the stallion. "Temper tantrums won't make you any less lost." She murmured. If he didn't know his way well enough then he should have stopped himself from travelling to far into the dark forest.
The mare stood tall, strong, and proud as she looked at the stallion. The muscles in her shoulder rippled under the black and bronze marked hide as she stepped forward. "I know the way out if you're interested in leaving. If not I'll leave you to your pointless floundering."
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Kijani glanced up, blinking slowly as the last of the evening's wane sunlight filtered through the thick canopy in slanting bars, illuminating a dark figure stepping from the woods with wild white hair and bright bloodred eyes. She was beautiful, in a sort of dark, deadly way, and he quite liked admiring her from afar and had no intentions of approaching closer. She looked suspiciously vampire-ish. Like a black widow, she was elegant, long-limbed, and moved with the grace of someone who had eight legs instead of four. His eyes lingered on her pale horn for a fleeting moment, his expression clouding with conflicting emotions, before it was gone.
His face was like a sheet of ice, gone cold and still. He stood motionless in the undergrowth, his wings folded neatly at his side. It was strange to think that only months ago, the only useful thing unicorns and females were good for was slicing up your apples for dinner. They were less than dirt. It was also strange to think that he, Kijani, was considered less than dirt as far as this land was concerned.
Change was a strange thing, indeed.
He considered ignoring her female-y presence, then decided against it. There was no place for pride here. Not anymore. The canopy was to thick and tangled for him to take flight out of the wild woods. He was lost, she knew it, and she could help him.
"Perhaps," he said at last, regarding her evenly. "But if there had been no tantrum, I would have gone unnoticed and you would not be here, and I would still be lost."
There was no trace of arrogance or spiteful tones in his voice. Only a sad sort of weariness. He was thinner than he should have been, but then again, he'd flown a long ways. The wounds on his withers were deep and had not yet healed, but the wounds on his heart were deeper still.
"Please," he replied simply, motioning for her to show the way.
He wondered if he would regret trusting a vampire.
KIJANI,
stallion of no where and no rank
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| Outcast atk: 5.0 | def: 9.5 | dam: 6.5 |
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"I took notice of you the moment you entered the forest." Ktulu countered, her head tilting as she eyed the winged stallion. At her side Eytan sat, his caramel eyes less critical than that of his bonded. It had been Eytan that had alerted Ktulu to the presence of the unknown stallion in the forest. The growing cub's wandering ways had become more and more useful as he grew. Now he patrolled the edge of the forest and alerted her to anything he thought was odd or any individuals he had never seen before.
"I've been watching you for some time now, so the tantrum was little more than a pointless waste of energy." She would have shown herself sooner or later when she had grown tired of following and observing him. The dark mare's gaze remained critical as it swept over his thin form. Winter was hard on them all, it seemed. The one who seemed to fare the best was Eytan and that was simply beause he was a carnivore and didn't rely on dead grass for sustenence.
When he agreed to allowing her to show him the way out Ktulu turned. She flicked her tail once and was off at a trot, expecting the stallion to follow closely behind her if he truly wanted to know the way. If he didn't he would remain lost in the forest until he either died or found his own way, simple as that.
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