I"M CHEWING THE BONES OF MY OWN REPRIEVE
DEATH BE MY DIGNITY
Silence was the only peace the brute knew, and that was so hard to gain from the things. So here he was, wandering the common grounds in search of someone to come back with him. He desperately needed someone, for the things were starting to grow louder as their patience faded. Even now he could hear the beginning of what would soon be full out screaming. It was only quiet whispering at the moment, but he new the volume would slowly grow until it was nothing but horrific screams. He didn't want that, he wished they would leave him. He had tried to rid himself of them before as a colt, banging his head against a tree till he fell unconscious. It obviously hadn't worked, Brick Master still had a few scars from that incident. Along the years he accumulated a few more scars on his skull from when the noise became too loud, in which he manually shut himself off. He wasn't crazy, he just wanted silence from the things. Things no one else saw, things that were always watching him. He couldn't see them now, but he knew they were there, hidden nicely within the shadows.
A snort escapes him as he averts his eyes from the shadows. He doesn't see them today and wont stare at the shadows till they reveal themselves. So the dappled male continues his way through area, head low as he catches a few tufts of grass here and there. As he aimlessly roams he lets his grey eyes drag across the land. A few others here and there, all occupied with someone or anther. He isn't rude, so he wont be shoving his way into someone else's conversation. Not now anyways, not while his head is so blissfully quiet despite the low murmurs whispered here and there. Right now he wants to play nice because there is no pressure on him, yet.
As he wanders closer to the water his eyes finally catch someone all alone. His ears perk forward a bit as he raises his head. Perhaps she might be willing to come to his empty home that was only filled by the various jungle dwelling animals that kept to themselves. He eyes her up, another dappled grey but with different blood. She looks likes she's at peace, he hesitates. He didn't want to ruin her peace, but he's curious now as to who she is and if she's truly alone. He can't tell from here but thinks she's around the same height as he is, maybe slightly taller. Brick gives out a nicker to let her know he's coming, no need to startled the lady.
He makes his way to her and stops a foot or two away from here, not wanting to invade her personal bubble. Now that he's close he can confirm that she is taller than he is, but only a bit. A smile is on his face as introduces himself to her.
"Ello there, mind a bit a company? M' names Brick and who might you be?"
Brick master wasn't good with introductions of the peaceful manner. He knew how to be loud, how to do without a second thought. This time is different, this time he is peaceful and not being spurred on by screaming. Grey eyes dart quickly to the shadows to see if they had decided to make an appearance, but he see's only shadows still. A small and silent sigh of relief escapes his maw. If those things were here he was sure to loose whatever calm he had.
BRiCK MASTeR
EXECUTE HEMLOCK PHILOSOPHY
POISON FILLS THE CUP OF THE CARPENTER
Male || 7 || Arabian || Dapple Grey || 15.2hh || Controlled by Free Rabies
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