Vaaco
- Loyal, you all shall be. Until your last dying breath -
Nostrils quiver, quickly deciphering the different scents that were wafting around him. From the sweet perfume of the ladies that hid within the trees, to the musk of the stallion, who has yet to show his face. Yet, Vaaco waits, he knows within those trees soon someone would show their face in regards to his call. The cracking of branches in front of him draws his ashen eyes, a small roan mare hurtles down upon him. Ears lace into his sooty mane as she barrels down on him, her cry dies on the whispering breeze. As she hurtles down on him, he takes this brief moment before they collide to prepare himself for impact. His muscles bulge beneath his coat as he tries to side step out of the roan's way. Her chest does not find his shoulder but her teeth find his flesh. He can feel her breath along his neck, shortly followed by the searing of her teeth.
He grits his teeth, an look of annoyance covers his handsome features. He lets the mare pass by without retaliating against her, she was after all a mare. He snorts in her direction, he did not bother to look back at her, as the stallion steps from the trees. Vaaco sizes him up, his ashen eyes pass over him. He was as tall as Vaaco and heavier built, which could work in either's favor. The bald faced man does not introduce himself, but of course why would he?
"I have just come to see if this forest island is worth settling on." His smirk returns to his sooty lips, this bald face man was not stupid. He knew the real reason why Vaaco was here. He was here to secure himself a home, if this was the will of his god's.
Then an idea pops into the sooty stallion's head, an his smirk becomes a mischievous grin. "I may strike a deal with you Bald Face." He says.