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06-28-2012, 03:22 PM
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Mauja the FrostHeart
ice cold man watches earth die, eternal winter takes its reign
[ placing this before the Sun burned it all. xP ]
It wasn't every day you found an equine stallion wandering aimlessly between your trees, less so one accompanied by a dragon. He stood, pale between the trees, watching with wary eyes. Why was he here? Who was he? Curiously enough, he smelled of Mirage - was he here seeking shelter in the name of the Moon? Like a ghost, Mauja drifted along aside the stallion, a flash of white between the trees, not exactly trying to hide - just, moving. Did he know where he was? Why did he not call out, asking for someone to gather up his lost wits and restore them to him? But then again, Mauja had not cried out when entering the Throat, either, so who was he to speak of such things? A faint smile curled his lips and he drifted forward once more, shimmering. The dragon seemed tired, sitting upon its bonded back, but the stallion forged on, as if lost in thoughts. Curiosity and annoyance vied for the top position in the King, but no matter which one won, he knew he could not follow like a shadow any longer. He had to step out into the open, and with a swish of his long tail he did, coming out to block the golden stallion's path. There was no hostility in his stance, yet it was clear that he wouldn't let him continue his amble deeper into Edge territory. He'd come far enough without announcing his attentions. One of Mauja's ears flicked back, then forth again. For now, he'd not reveal that he knew Mirage. The scent was faint, but still there, as if rubbed into the golden fur over long time - he'd been wandering, smelled not of any particular herd. Mirage was a loner as far as Mauja knew, but who was this stallion? How did he fit the puzzle? "What do you want here?" he asked, almost gently, as if chiding a child that didn't know better - as if not wanting to wake a sleeper too suddenly. His eyes seemed to say that he slept deep within the confines of his thoughts, but who knew what lurked beneath the surface, which monsters sudden movement might startle? Fight or flight? Mauja remained calm in the face of the unknown, watching the equine with level, curious eyes. What do you want here? his mind echoed, his heart beating steadily in his chest, and he waited.  |
