Pan could tell that someone else was here, because a shadow fell over him and the winds shifted to carry the scent of another stallion toward him. But Pan was unafraid. As he shivered in the sudden chill, he stretched, blinking slowly as he began to make out the form of the Pegasus king. Before his words were heard, the green colt’s blurry vision traced the outline of his wings, the loose knots in his hair, and he offers the stranger a sleepy smile. He takes his time, stretching his legs long against the grass, before standing up and shaking away the remnants of dust that clung to him.
”I’m Pan.” he offered casually, looking from the stallion to the river, and back again. Puzzlement crossed his face, as he mulled over the thought that the river was dangerous. Maybe for those who couldn’t swim… but Pan was meant to do so. That, and the green colt was fearless. ”I’m not afraid of anything.” He offered the statement in a tone that wasn’t boisterous or rude, simply matter of fact. For in the green colt’s mind, the phrase was nothing but true and honest. While there had been bad things which happened to Pan in his travels, the boy loved life with a healthy embrace. The things that frightened him were simply things he needed more exposure to. So even when the lurking spidey-sense got to him, Pan simply pushed through it to experience more, and more, and more.
”I live here.” A fact which was probably surprising to the Sovereign. ”Well, not here, exactly… but by the sea. Where is your court?” If he had any knowledge of who Kasil was, the scaled boy certainly didn’t show it. But he wasn’t disrespectful either. Instead, the boy talked to the winged leader as he would a trusted friend… for each and every creature Pan came across in life was a friend in his mind. Genuine and inquisitive, he blinked his bright and curious eyes toward the male, waiting to see what stories the stranger had to tell.
”I’m Pan.” he offered casually, looking from the stallion to the river, and back again. Puzzlement crossed his face, as he mulled over the thought that the river was dangerous. Maybe for those who couldn’t swim… but Pan was meant to do so. That, and the green colt was fearless. ”I’m not afraid of anything.” He offered the statement in a tone that wasn’t boisterous or rude, simply matter of fact. For in the green colt’s mind, the phrase was nothing but true and honest. While there had been bad things which happened to Pan in his travels, the boy loved life with a healthy embrace. The things that frightened him were simply things he needed more exposure to. So even when the lurking spidey-sense got to him, Pan simply pushed through it to experience more, and more, and more.
”I live here.” A fact which was probably surprising to the Sovereign. ”Well, not here, exactly… but by the sea. Where is your court?” If he had any knowledge of who Kasil was, the scaled boy certainly didn’t show it. But he wasn’t disrespectful either. Instead, the boy talked to the winged leader as he would a trusted friend… for each and every creature Pan came across in life was a friend in his mind. Genuine and inquisitive, he blinked his bright and curious eyes toward the male, waiting to see what stories the stranger had to tell.
Pan
Dawn Court
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