The sunset slowly turned into a sunrise, as unsteady hoofs collide with the harden ground of the path he walks on. Uneven huffs echoes as his pace hadn't slowed since this night, time was money as they say. long and powerful strides takes the young adult to a newer destination. never staying more then a year, his search coming up empty every time. Nothing about ancient markings he bore came up in old scripts. travelling had become a second nature now, coming and going. no place was home and nothing was calling him back, no future where he had begun. Shaking his head, there was no use to lingering on the answered questions. only more raised when he took time to settle in the back of his mind, and today he was rather tired of deception.

The sound of metal clanging against the rocks on the path, almost in a arithmetic chime. his clear amber eyes glanced about, observing every detail of the path hes taking. it will be the same when he decides to leave, because lets face it. no land had been able to capture him in it's embrace for long. the world was sad, cruel and answered questions and this is what drives him to move on. he as a deep hunger, one for knowledge and myths. from the sea gods, to the mythical creatures of the night he as studied everything that gave anyone chills. Even down to angels, sirens and what ever may be able to seduce men without effort.

Slowly he halts sideways, something clearly catching his eye. extending his nose, he let's the smell sink into his sensors. it smells of salt and fresh herbs, intrigued he breaks the line of the forest. Deserting the path he had traveled so long on, curiosity always getting the better of him. leaving the confinement of the trees to look at a barren cliff side's with massive rocks. a devilish grin settles on his dusty lips, something about it glowing mischief. moving quickly around the tall boulders, checking them out for any inscription but found nothing. The sounds of crashing waves peeking his interest, tilting his head to look over to his right. the waves ramming themselves against the cliff sides and further down a more calmer beach side.

He kicks off in a bolt, using what was ever left of his energy to get to the beach side. resistance was found when he hit the water chest first. it wasn't intentional but he had forgotten how the water could stop anyone in mid run. feeling the water run up his nose he squeals. the burning sensation quite annoying, tossing his head to right removing what ever was left. he wiggles his nose, irritation dancing over his head but he made no effort to move. He stayed for moments, letting the cold water sooth his tired and sore joints. tired of all the sudden from his long travels and his incident. just as he was going to exit the sea water a figure catches his attention. he stops, ears flickering forward, his eyes locking on the silhouette. his tail, swished behind him, before curling up. gently moving his legs apart, unsure how this encounter would go down. he was on a new land and this may just belong to someone. he was ready to brawl if the other think he could simply chase him off. 


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Skold

quinn

Are we just killing time - just living year to year

Quinn was lounging around the ocean. Well, the beach, not lounging in the ocean because that could result in catastrophic death and then what would this place be without him? It would lose him who spoke his mind way too often and often in a way that wasn’t welcome. Okay so it would be fine without him, but it would lose something. So he decided with a nod of his own head, giving a little snort as he did so.

Even then he was standing back to his feet, and his eyes were watching the figure in the ocean suddenly choking on sea water. Watching his nose and lips wiggling made Quinn crack quite the grin – and he found himself walking towards the stranger. He was a little taller than him and much more solid, but there was something a little familiar in the lines of his build.

He had no idea what but he didn’t let it stop him.

Quinn stopped and gave a wicked grin, “You know you’re not supposed to inhale water if you want to keep on breathing right?” he says as he chuckles. “Though at least your nasal passages will be nice and clean now. Salt water is good for your pores after all. Oh, and it brightens your teeth!”

He cannot be rid of the stupid grin as he watched the stranger.

“I’m Quinn.”

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Amber eye's watched as the silhouette moves closer, it's allure nothing of threatening. Closer and closer the silhouette blooms into a very unique and colored stallion, clearly peeking his interest. his glance dances from hoof to horn, observing while he takes in mental notes. Clearly this male was classified as a unicorn, but the other one's coat looked something like a warm summer day. The other's male devilish grin causes him to ponder on what wicked doing he was up too. the silence was broken by the strangers voice, clearly he was making fun of him. one of his ears fall backwards, unsure if he enjoyed being mocked at. he snorts and rolls his eyes, as if he didn't already know that he couldn't breathe water." Obviously " his tones mimicking the same sarcasm as the strangers.

The stranger's chuckle felt almost contagious, but he withheld the laughter. His pride hindering his desire to laugh at his own stupidity. "I was hoping no one had seen, but at least im glad someone got amusement out of it" he said in a mocking fashion, eyes narrowing playfully. He lifted and invisible brow as he mentioned the beneficent facts of salt water. "And how have you come to discover this, Sherlock?" he says in his matter-of-fact-arrogance. Slowly he walked forward, his skin skipped nervously as he brushes past the stranger. "Pleasure Quinn, I go by Skold but i'll find you a nickname that suits you " he says with a wide smirk, something devilish by the looks of it.

He half circles Quinn, settle on his other side. his amber eyes reaching out to his, watching him for a brief moment before looking back to the sea. "You live here?" a simple question, that could blow this conversation into a thousand directions. he was happy he had left a wide gape between them. he was nervous around anyone new, his skin wound't be skipping anytime soon at this distance. Tilting his head to let his gaze focus on Quinn, waiting for his answer. Having a guide around this parts wound't be bad, unless he was as new as him. this could be simply more amusing if they decided to be in each others company. Though Quinn would probably get tired of his sarcasm and arrogance at some point. Until then simply poking people with his curiosity always gets the better of him.




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Skold

quinn

Are we just killing time - just living year to year

For a moment, Quinn briefly wondered if this fellow would simply give a snarl and launch at him from the way that he looked at him at first. His own word was drenched in sarcasm and Quinn’s own expression only became more of a wicked grin, as if to further antagonise him. The boy shifted a little closer, as he listened intently and his green eyes never missed anything. He didn’t miss the way he spoke to him, mocking him right back – and it made him appreciate his company all the more.

More fun were those who could take what he dished out but serve it back to him, without any heed for how he might respond back. Quinn loved it.

“One would think that it’s common sense,” he says ad he adds an odd accent to his voice. “It is my deliberation in watching fish. They have gills, we do not. We breathe air, fish do not. Therefore my deduction is that a fish would drown out of water and we would drown in water,” he says in a long, exhaustive breath.

He watched though as the figure, now known to be Skold, circled around to be behind him for a moment, before he came to stand at his other shoulder. Quinn wondered if he was some species of hawk for a moment, but he gave a little shrug instead.

“Not here, but… here?” he says, referring to the world as he look around. “I was welcomed into Terrastella, the Dusk Court. Though I have no fricking idea of what I’m going to do there,” he says. “Where did you come from?”

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