MÁNI
all my friends are heathens
This was.. strange. Being back in Novus, back in the south, back in the Dusk Court. He had shed his mantle of Regent, to follow his beloved back home. Not once had he thought that they'd come back, but he hadn't exactly worried about it either. They had wandered back to her home, to her family, and he had been welcomed as well.
As it were, in their journey, their stay, Valkyr had come along. Their first child, perhaps their only, though there was no one that could say anything like that. Perhaps there would be more in the future, only the deities and their futures had the answer to that. As it were, Máni heard the crunch underhoof of grass, and he lifted his head, blowing out a soft breath and gazing skyward. It was overcast, though nothing here compared of the old lands, of back in Brynjar where he'd been born. The cold was fierce there, likely to cause loss of limb if you weren't careful.
Alas, here he was in Novus, the warmth on his skin as violet eyes focused from the sky, to the horizon. It was a pleasant day, there was no denying that. The sun tucked behind the clouds, the chill breeze ruffling his mane. A fine day to reacquaint himself with lands he had called home only a small stretch of time back.
As it were, in their journey, their stay, Valkyr had come along. Their first child, perhaps their only, though there was no one that could say anything like that. Perhaps there would be more in the future, only the deities and their futures had the answer to that. As it were, Máni heard the crunch underhoof of grass, and he lifted his head, blowing out a soft breath and gazing skyward. It was overcast, though nothing here compared of the old lands, of back in Brynjar where he'd been born. The cold was fierce there, likely to cause loss of limb if you weren't careful.
Alas, here he was in Novus, the warmth on his skin as violet eyes focused from the sky, to the horizon. It was a pleasant day, there was no denying that. The sun tucked behind the clouds, the chill breeze ruffling his mane. A fine day to reacquaint himself with lands he had called home only a small stretch of time back.
@any || woo my boyyy
