Broken Dreams ;
( check my vital signs )
The light breeze that had been blowing softly turned malevolent, and blew past him with the force of a freight train, gathering speed and changing the lovely autumn day back to when Courant was raging. It grew dark, murderous clouds became one in the sky and threatened the life of every being, plant, animal, or otherwise, and the air charged with a power and a madness that could only mean one thing: some horse in Hoof Prince was completely pissed off.
Instead of waiting for the creature to come to him, he went looking to find it. At last, something exciting, he thought. Scythia was a fairly bland land, a simple field with a few trees. He almost wished he had joined the Rajput ranks that way he could have experience their power.
With the wind howling past him, the scent of the mare was all around him, first one way, then a next. He had to rely on his eyes. It was not long before he spotted her, a powerful animal with black raven wings and something deeper than rage boiling and seething in her eyes and every pore of her body. He called out to her, wanting to grab her attention, not to calm the beast she was unleashing, but maybe even to probe it and make it go further.
“What has ruffled your feathers so much?” He questioned her. He allowed his fire magic to be unleashed, and was letting the fire ribbons circle about him in exquisite designs, smaller fireballs shooting back and forth. If she was going to cause a storm, he might as well join in and unleash Paduan’s gift. He had yet to experiment with the firewall and firestorm, and was itching for something to do.
He was also itching for conversation and interaction with someone new. He was not from Scythia or from the Rajputs, but he was a captive here via Freya. Maybe he and this mare could cause something to happen. It was rumored that Taboo was the new king, as well… He liked him well enough. Poking around this mare would provide him invaluable information, as well as give him something to do.
Keeping his fire display going, he waited for the mare to respond to him, waited for her to speak up over the howling winds that were whipping anything and everything around them. Broken thought about how he is a level four in the fire element, and how he was still waiting to hear back from Delphinium to either gain another element or try again.
( to know that I’m still alive and I walk alone )
-create large fireballs & ribbons with quite a bit of heat; control medium sized firewall & small firestorms-
{ 5yrs} *Captive of Freya* { Swedish Warmblood } { 16.3 HANDS } { Charcoal Gray and Black } { Alpha Stallion of Distant Peaks } {Army Status Pending for Silver Lakes} { Judith } { Fire lvl IV } {110 tokens}
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