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Through the gloom, his mismatched eyes squinted, trying to make out the silhouettes of whoever - or whatever - was out there. He took a slow, anxious step forwards as his eyes caught sight of movement. It was hard to see - pitch black shifting over somehow darker coal. He swallowed, reversing the step and nickering to his broher. The hoof beats stopped as the twin noticed he was alone. he turned back, moving back to felix's side. "What is it?" He asked, his voice a hushed whisper that was audible only to his mirrors image. Felix shrugged his slender shoulders. He felt nervous, yet not afraid. Still, the stallion was protective of his brother. If worst came to worst, he would have to fight to protect the scarred stag - Tess was not fit for battle. Not with his condition.
Yet the worry quickly waned - the shadow shifted, the leaves rustling as the body of a patchwork mare pushed through the undergrowth. Surprised to see anyone in this dismal forest in the dead of night, yet not displeased, he nickered. The mare was a beauty, no doubt about it, with ebony and milk markings and eyes so blue they seemed to resonate out through the darkness. He smiled, but before he could open his mouth he received a sharp wing nudge from his twin (telling him not to flirt, no doubt) and the greeting from another stag.
He was a handsome stallion, with the same stark white on black yet smaller than the lady and himself. Felix flickered his short tail, raising it proudly as his Arabian mother often did, though with his short strands it did not radiate the same beauty. Alistair, on the other hoof, shrank back, backing up beside his more confident sibling. His ears pushed back over his crown and his head lowered. The stag did not speak much, beside to his twin. "And hello to you two, my lady, my lord." He nodded to each in turn, raising his head proudly. Suddenly th gloom did not seem so dark, and his anxiousness had all but vanished. "Helovia, you say? Its a very dark place, isn't it?" He commented with a lopsided grin. "Call me Felix. And this here is my brother, Alistair." He informed the pair, motioning toward the silent stag.
Felix wasn't sure how to go about this; surely they were from a herd. Could he simply ask to join? They needed safety, which a herd could provide, yet this land was foreign and new. What if it was the same as his homeland? Where unicorns had slaughtered his people? He glanced between the two; a Pegasus and an equine. He sighed inwardly. He wasn't eager to meet any unicorns, for the time being. He had nothing against the race, but the memories were all too recent in his mind to deal with it.
Felix speech
Alistair speech
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