KASIL
The chocolate colored stallion’s ears flickered forward as the boy smiled sleepily at him, the silver hair tousled from sleep. He was quite the sight with shimmering scales of green at specific points of his otherwise unremarkable coat of gray. Kasil could not say that he had ever seen an equine with scales before, and it brought to mind a question of whether the boy’s scales were those of fish or perhaps some type of reptile? HIs patience endured as the other stallion began a leisurely stretch, before finding his way to his feet; and Kasil shuffled his own weight in order to lax his left hind. The hoof hung lazily in the air near his right ankle, the other three points of his body anchoring him to the ground.
I’m Pan. The male offered, though no title or proclamation of court seemed to follow. Kasil’s kindly gaze averted to the river again, the rumbling a comforting sound -- easy enough to put one to sleep, he supposed. He rose a brow as his attention returned to the lad before him, who asserted that he was unafraid of anything-- drawing the Sovereign’s lips into a smile. ”A good quality. Fearlessness. But it is not...cowardly to be cautious.” Kasil mentioned, keeping the tone light and not condoning the stag. He was just a child in reality, though perhaps at his spritely age that it was easy to not be afraid of anything. He had yet to face any real challenges that life might toss his way, but give him a few years and he would see the sense in fear. If not for himself, perhaps for others around him. Like Kasil.
The other brow on the dark stallion’s face rose, his surprise evident upon his face. Perhaps he was not as familiar with his home court as he needed to be, but then the boy put away his misconception. By the sea was it? An unusual place to live. Kasil had never had a particular draw to the sea himself, always finding the waves and the endless depth a bit of deterrent to one such as himself...a child of the air. Kasil’s wings spread themselves, stretching and ruffling the feathers before settling back down against his sides. It had been too long since he had took to the skies, tied down by his duties to the Court.
”Where is my court?” The stag repeated, before swaying his head from the left and to the right. ”You stand in it. Well, one piece of it of course.” His blunt tail slashed against his hocks, and Kasil gave the boy-stallion another passing glance. ”This is the Dawn Court, and I am it’s Sovereign. Newly appointed, but...all the same.” The Sovereign offered him a smile, nodding his head back in the direction of his entourage of advisors and guardians. ”Would you like to come back with me, to the court’s center? We could speak on the way there, and you are certainly welcome as an ally of mine, Pan.”
@Pan
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