I"M CHEWING THE BONES OF MY OWN REPRIEVE
DEATH BE MY DIGNITY
To be honest the brute had never really thought of another stallion to come up to join them. The new stallion, a nice smoky black looking fellow was at first unwelcome in brick's mind. He knew he was horrific in normal social situation, like the one he found himself in now. Unwelcome the other stallion was until the mare spoke and wanted to know where this place was. He too was curious as to what this place was, how many islands were and the such. He was almost as new as the lady he was speaking to. He'd perhaps beat her to the islands by maybe a week or two, and the knowledge he'd gained from this time was little. So now he found that this stallion had landed himself in the wanted part of his brain. He wanted to know what this other knew, if only so he would't do something drastically stupid in the future do to his own ignorance.
That, and gaining a few acquaintances wouldn't be that bad, he told himself. Deep down inside he really didn't want to be doing this, didn't want to talk to these people. But he had to, had to make nice lest the things in the shadows become angered. He assumed they would be mad if he made a scene, if he didn't play nice. He took that their silence meant he was doing the right thing so far, he hoped so anyways. It was always hard to tell exactly what they wanted, mostly it was just trail and error with the occasional appearance of the voice. Brick master didn't like the voice, it wasn't loud and piercing like the creaming was, not eerie like the whispering that kept him on edge, the voice was its own terrifying thing. He wants to shake himself now, maybe even bash his head into the nearest tree to get rid of the memories of the voice. He doesn't though, he stays calm and focuses his attention back unto the mare. Do like he always does when something bothers him, bury it under something and never think of it again.
Brick looks at the stallion and offers him a friendly little bow of his head before turning his attention back to Halla. "Gotta give it to ya both there, the place does have beautiful mornin's, not like the place I used to live which was just rocks and a bit a grass. Mornins there were always grey and dull." He lets out a chuckle as he remembers his old home and how unremarkable it was. He would have been unremarkable like his old home and those that lived in it, had he not been able to see the things." Im afraid I don't really know where this place is either, only been here a few weeks, most of which has been spent on another island that's empty save for me. Maybe ya know more about this place friend?" He ask as he turns his head in the direction of the other male.
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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