joining, sumati, aryel, healer, open

joining, sumati, aryel, healer, open

Oras Posts: N/A

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02-14-2013, 01:45 AM

O r a s

Oras gazed up at Aryel, an admirable look glimmering in his deep blue eyes as she spoke of the stallion, 'Levi.' He nodded his head, looking at the red dunes as she continued to speak. "Maybe I'll get to meet this Levi one day," Oras said, a weak smile appearing on his face for a split second before disappearing.

It seemed as if everyone in the herd had a specific duty or role to be played out. If that was true, what would his role in the Throat be? Oras pondered on this thought as they walked the rest of the way to the oasis. He didn't want to be a fighter like Aryel, or Levi, oh no. They were probably very graceful and majestic in battle, but Oras had no intentions of ever wanting to hurt someone.

Still clueless about his future role in the herd, Oras stopped alongside Aryel as she neighed across the lands. He flicked his ears back tentatively, his shy side kicking in. If they didn't like him, or chose to outcast him, Oras wasn't sure what he'd do. Especially if he lost Aryel.

The thought sent a shiver up his spine as he pressed his flank onto Aryel's, hoping she wouldn't draw back. He ignored the burning of his cuts as he pressed against Aryel and hid his horned face in her feathers. The last thing Oras wanted was for the herd members to dislike him, and if that meant hiding, then so be it.

"Speech"

[ooc: done c:]