ORION
exiled prince
The archway didn't want to budge really, the rubble picked away pebble by pebble. No longer were they interested in the statue that had moved and called them for the meeting in the first place. They were instead focused as a whole on moving the debris to get out of the meeting. Strange, how they simply turned their backs on the deities, but then again, most of the deities seemed to have turned their backs on their people. They would no longer follow blindly in the footsteps of ancients that left behind destruction and the wake of many confused faces.
Gods were not flawless, after all.
Heaving his shoulders as well as his mind, he worked on chipping away things, the clatter of hooves and breaths of each other snorting a rhythm to fall in to. Sovereigns and high ranking individuals they all were, but they were mortal and not untouchable. They were not special, even with titles.
Heat sweltered over his body, rolling sweat off his body and flanks, darkening grullo hues. It wasn't until he heard a strange noise that he stopped, a single hoof pausing in the air and his horned head turning. He watched as the trees that had been so titanic, were suddenly reverting in to small saplings. It was a rapid process, and he blinked once or twice, before glancing at the statue. It was blinking as well, bright eyed, before the lights were snuffed out and gone.
He blew out a breath, stepping away from where they had been working so diligently, shaking himself off as he did. "So it seems. At least we are all free." It was all he said on the matter, more grim looking than anything as he stepped between the saplings, careful with his bulk.
His mind was now on Delumine, and to converse with the rest of the regime once home, as well as the council more than likely. The three of them were equal but more opinions would likely come in handy.
Gods were not flawless, after all.
Heaving his shoulders as well as his mind, he worked on chipping away things, the clatter of hooves and breaths of each other snorting a rhythm to fall in to. Sovereigns and high ranking individuals they all were, but they were mortal and not untouchable. They were not special, even with titles.
Heat sweltered over his body, rolling sweat off his body and flanks, darkening grullo hues. It wasn't until he heard a strange noise that he stopped, a single hoof pausing in the air and his horned head turning. He watched as the trees that had been so titanic, were suddenly reverting in to small saplings. It was a rapid process, and he blinked once or twice, before glancing at the statue. It was blinking as well, bright eyed, before the lights were snuffed out and gone.
He blew out a breath, stepping away from where they had been working so diligently, shaking himself off as he did. "So it seems. At least we are all free." It was all he said on the matter, more grim looking than anything as he stepped between the saplings, careful with his bulk.
His mind was now on Delumine, and to converse with the rest of the regime once home, as well as the council more than likely. The three of them were equal but more opinions would likely come in handy.
@everyone tbh || this is his last post <3
