[K yohn]
Kyôn was not accustomed to life beyond the Forest, much less life beyond the reach of his cousin and uncle. Koiranos was the answer to the loss of both he and Agraeus’ parents. His ice blue eyes scan the horizons, looking at the world that his own grandmother had taken for her own - raging against the cats that hunted these places he now laid eyes on. It was why he was named after a dog, actually. He had shown a similar especial hatred for the creatures.
He is not small, growing fast for his age, but his build is still lighter than his mother or father. He could not chase down big cats as he was - so he looks for some other kind of office or passtime. Not a cat-killer, but perhaps a wanderer? He had heard that the family from across the Forests bay were two different kinds of such - perhaps it meant that there was room for one more in the rosters of the world.
His silver and muted gold body picks easy paths through to the meadow and he stands at the fringe of the trees within which he’d hidden his presence as much as he could. Being two years old did not make him daft enough to boldly strut about the place. He picks his burnt legs out into the sunshine and his blue eyes squint as the noon brilliance momentarily blinds him. His white star blazed from behind and around the big white star on his brow and the lightning streaks touching down at his forelegs.
So this was the nerves of a loner, wandering without the protection of family or friend. It felt unnatural and he almost turns back when… he spots her.
THE HOUND OF THE LUTHIEN FOREST
▻ stallion - mutt - sooty dunskin roan tobiano - 15.3 hh ◅