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~ they have not yet noticed the lion hiding,
Posted on July 28, 2021 at 09:05:38 PM by Gavriel

~ they have not yet noticed the lion hiding,

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He stands idle at the edge of the surf, the water's wash up and around the feathers of his legs. He drops his emerald gaze to the pebbles at his hooves and watch as they shift and roll with each wave that rolls in. He watches mesmerized by their kaleidoscope of colors from deep reds to dark blues and even dark grays. Each pebble is unique. He shifts his gaze back over his shoulders to his home - the land that he has known since birth - Tinuvel.

The winters are unforgiving and brutal - even now - he can feel the warmth of Autumn fade. She will give way to winter's grasp and then for a time all of the world will be covered under a blanket of snow and ice. And with winter the ocean around Tinuvel will become ice cold, and most days impassable. He shifts his weight beneath the decision at hand - and once more - he will venture through the waters and to the Crossing.

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Large saucer like hooves churn through the water as the young King steps through the surf and onto a distant shore. The sand shifts beneath his hooves and a sea breeze pushes itself against his skin. He is uncertain of which shore he has set hoof on, especially since he has only left Tinuvel a handfull of times. His emerald gaze takes in each of the details this land offers from the sloping shore to the thick yellow grasses that grow just beyond. There is a distinct scent that lingers in the sand, multiple scents if he were to be exact, of travelers who had also set hoof in this very place as he does now.

A movement draws his gaze and curiosity fills it. Further down the shore a pair of horses are engaged in conversation and if he were honest it looked quiet comical. One large with spots across their body and the other small, mousy in color. Curiosity sets his hooves in motion and he makes his way down the shore, closer, in order to hear what they speak of.

But as he draws near, he can feel his brow furrow at his words. Humans? What possibly could that even mean? He clears his throat awkwardly as the distance between the duo closes. His emerald gaze shifts to the smaller of the pair, a small pony. Her confusion is clearly written across her face. Maybe. Just maybe he could help them both.

First thing, is to find out what a human is. "I don't mean to interrupt but... what is human?" the young King asks as his attention turns to the last who had spoke.

G a v r i e l

Lion Hearted Son of a King

Draft Mutt - 3 - Stallion - 17.0 hh - Amber Champagne Roan Pintaloosa

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Replies:

all the things, i've left unsaid - By Bunny July 31, 2021 at 09:05:21 PM
- set yourself on fire just to light up the room - By Heartbreak August 6, 2021 at 06:36:05 PM
  - behind your eyes, nor the flames in your soul, - By Gavriel August 31, 2021 at 08:49:21 PM
    - all the things, i've left unsaid - By Bunny September 2, 2021 at 05:21:02 AM
      - set yourself on fire just to light up the room - By Heartbreak September 22, 2021 at 00:16:36 AM

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