OOC: Your post was great =) no worries!
His glare was nonchalant, swollen into itself to the point there was hardly a detectable spark of life to be witnessed. Unlike most however, it had forever entertained this state, since the time he had first come to be borne, to be thrown on a quilt of slippery leaves, tossed roughly and cut by a nearby rock. The soul within had never been nurtured, never shown the ropes of life or given the nutrition needed to grow and become something more. In this manner, the stallion lacked the capacity of emotion, the ability to hold and feel them coddled in his grip. They were more like the passing tweet of a bird overhead, a sudden gentle sweetness that came from nowhere and swiftly departed, flighty and fleeing. That was how Mellow had come to form over time, to feel in only brief nicks that died off like embers at the start of rain. It was this denseness that made it difficult for him to form bonds, to create friendships on solid foundations, for their basis was also rickety. In a manner, it worked out well, for his delicate heart went anonymous to the pain of love or broken connections. Instead it was stale, protected in a layer of fitful blackness he occasionally found himself ducking into, as a child would their favored blanket.
Such a way of living however, did leave room for other standards, heights that most did not reach. His loyalty was unending to those who deserved it, sweeping and solid, a trait bred in the many battles he had come to counter over the years. Should one gain his respect, it was resolute and unfailing, a type of melded bond that knew no trifle too hard to conquer, no obstacle too difficult to rise above. Already, he could feel a kindling of this in his chest, a touch of it that reached out with grabbing fingers to those who lived here. The bitter heat in the air was ruffling, thick to breathe and tiring on the lungs with every passing intake. The sky, dusted by not a single cloud, was suffocating in a harrowed fashion, the sun bleating downward upon the chapped earth with convicted resilience. Besides that, it seemed to stretch on forever, to reach into the very bowls of time, where solely the unknown was said to reside. To be in this place meant you had to be hardy, stronger than what many could ever hope to be; able to resist the chewing winds and the scoffing tides of the unrelenting light, a feat not overly accomplishable.
With his hormone thickened neck in keel with his slight withers, Mellow stood there without moving much, basking in the solar king’s glory as though he had not seen him in ages. It was nice to feel it tingling on his skin, heating his flesh, speaking to him in visible, silenced ways, perhaps tugging at the memories that had gone from their perch. Hoof beats were the first thing he came to hear, his doze having stripped him of his quick scenting ability as his brain went into sleep mode. His skull rose if only a bit, his jaws parting in a fitful yawn, one that exposed the canines still pitched to his gums. The male that came toward him seemed pleasant, one who did not charge forward aggressively with the intent to strike. Mellow liked this much, favored the calmness that strode along with him, a type of serenity not usually illustrated in youth. Yes, there was a maturity to that stud, an intelligence that made the sunstone stud relax himself a bit more, realizing that there was not a need to get himself up into armed stance. His pelt was the tone of silvery dusk, edged in hues of raven that seemed to catch blue in the prevailing sunlight. As he came to stand before him, Mellow kept his skull perched low, his chin near to his chest, hung almost lazily as he nodded curtly, his mane shifting upon his crest.
“Not in particular, it was the sun that claimed my attention.” he replied to him in a baritone of clanging brass and deepness. “I hope my intrusion has not bothered you in any manner.”
.stallion. .8 years. .apricot dun. .warmblood mutt. .16.1h. .vagrant. .alexis.
M E L L O W
|
|