The Keepers || Herd Meeting

The Keepers || Herd Meeting

Luken Posts: 27

Hidden Account atk: 4 | def: 7 | dam: 7

Stallion :: Equine :: 17.0 :: Three Years [Tallsun Born] HP: 62 | Buff: NOVICE

Sparrow

#12

03-20-2013, 07:17 PM

Luken remembered fondly the day he had met Mirage. Well... Correction; the night he had met Mirage. They had danced together in the moonlight with Raeden and Destrier, his father. The memory oftentimes lingered on the forefront of the pale colt's mind, drawing forth a surge of emotions from his ivory breast that were far too complicated for him to name. The Queen had graced the child-knight with her presence, and honored him with a dance... If anything, the act had solidified his passion to want to grow up and protect the herd, like his father currently did. The would-be knight wanted to serve his family, and in turn, serve his Queen, if she would let him.

When the call rang out to summon the herd and Destrier had called he and Laila after him, the yearling had obediently followed. He was paced at his high-knee trot, a pace that came more natural to him with each day that passed. In pace with his twin sister, for he would never leave her side if he could help it, they arrived at the meeting, where he stood once more, silent, beside Laila.

Colorless ears twitched curiously, chocolate eyes absorbing the facial features of all the unfamiliar equines assembled. He recognized none of them, aside from Mirage. Already there were so many... But Luken had no doubt that more would arrive, given time. Still, as more wandered in, the child-knight remained by his twin's side next to their father, simply watching and learning. Despite his young age, Luken knew well when to run his mouth, and when not to. This was a prime example of when not to speak or ask unnecessary questions...

When Destrier motioned for them to speak, after Mirage had named the painted stallion Aaron the Glazier, and then promoted Thor to lead alongside her, Luken dared speak up. His voice was still high, for he had not yet reached maturity and it lacked the baritone that it would naturally gain, but the way that he spoke signaled a wisdom that would develop far before his years. "My Queen, Mirage," he dared say, a small, cream-kissed hoof taking a step forward. The colt's pale head dipped downwards in a respectful nod, ever growing strands of his ivory mane caressing his neck upon a gentle whisper, "I know I'm still young... But one day, I want to follow the steps of my father and become a great warrior. I want to protect the herd, my family, and you, My Lady." His chocolate eyes sparkled warmly as they lingered upon the DragonHeart, filled with nothing but adoration for Mirage.

"I guess, my Lady, what I'm asking is that I wish to begin training, to become a Protector."

LUKEN

One Day, I Shall Walk the Path of the Righteous

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