”Sylvia, Elliot?” a familiar distant voice calls questioningly drawing the golden boy from his slumber. Orbs of gold open slowly desperate to find out who the voice was. He knew he had heard it once before although it had been awhile and unfortunately with the shock of his father leaving, then his grandfather, Elliot was left feeling numb and weak.Little black bird?” the voice calls again, this time with more urgency which caused Elliot to move forward heading in the direction in where it had come.

Charcoal nostrils flare allowing gulps of salty air to fill his lungs with every rise and fall of his chest. Elliot had returned home only hours before searching for anyone who might have been left. But there was no-one – the paradise was left completely abandon leaving the silence to feel cold and heart wrenching. Even the palm trees no longer felt inviting and Elliot planned on leaving just after his rest before the voice woke him.

Dark white capped waves rushed towards the white sandy beach as the young stud emerges from the shadows. A pale aureate boy stands there now instead of just dampness. Images come flooding through Elliot now that he can put a face to the familiar voice. Conquistador, he had been here long before his mother and he came. Elliot could not remember to awfully much about the boy other then he seemed rather quiet and careful of his surroundings. Often Elliot would find him staring off into obvlision at the sea and always wondered what the boy thought of.

”Conquistador!” Elliot calls as he moves calmly towards the handsome brute. Closing the distance between them was easy now that he is older and covered more ground with a single step then he used too. Once near the boy Elliot bumps his nose to Conquistador’s in greeting ”boy am I glad to see you. Everyone else seems to have left here” his voice trails off with sadness ”I thought about staying but decided against it. I wouldn’t know the first thing about leading a place like this on my own” casting his eyes away from Conquistador shamefully Elliot releases a tender sigh before he glances back at him ”say, are you going to take over? If so could I possibly stay as your second? I don’t know much I’ll admit but I’m a fast learner and I’ll do everything in my power to protect you and paradise” finally Elliot stops for a breath before holding it with anticipation. After given his answer Elliot needed to let him know that Crow [ his little black bird] had been raided away to the lagoon. Perhaps they could rescue her!

“SPEECH ”

elliot ; two years ; mixed ; buckskin minimal overo ;
male ; out of sylvia by midas ; 15.3 hh wfg
secret's little prince