KASIL
The ivy threatened to consume him, just as it was trying to take over the court’s centermost point. The Citadel. Heart of Delumine. His ivy was slightly different than the green vines that crawled over the walls; his wrapped tight around his thoughts and heart -- more beginning to root him to the ground and pin the great feathered appendages at his sides. He found that the more he dreamed, the more it began to creep -- growing too fast to be any true living thing. It ensnared in his hair, growing and pushing through the strands until it crawled towards his ears -- reaching for his mouth and nose while he tried to break free, thrashing like a wild animal.
He woke with a shudder, his mouth opened in a silent scream as he realized that he had fallen asleep without meaning to. Still, as he slowly drifted back down to reality -- Kasil took the time to shake out all of his limbs, and spread his wings as far as he could manage. He took up quite a bit of space in one of the citadel’s private spaces, but it was the reassurance that he needed. He gave himself one more good shake, before flicking his ears forward and back -- deciding that he needed a breath of fresh air. Luckily, Kasil had been alone before this little outburst, which had saved him some dignity.
The Sovereign moved stiffly at first, until he had cleared the Court’s walls. He had taken something of a back entry, simply to avoid the crowds that often gathered within the walls. The Citadel offered great protection against enemies, predators and the like. However, it was something of a trap for anyone of general importance -- due to the calls from the general populace. When the upper half of the court walked the streets, it was difficult not to be pulled aside into business. Still, he had managed to avoid such hassle this time -- keeping close to the city’s protective walls once he reached the outside. He was paused at a section of the ivy -- eyeing the greenery warily, when sound of another reached him.
Kasil turned his head in the direction of the sound, finding that it came from behind him. Alert, but utterly confidant of his safety, the chocolate colored stallion waited until the figure which made such sounds came into closer range. The stranger was a stark contrast of white and cherry red, something about the body reading to Kasil as feminine although he could never be sure of such things. Flashes of gold glinting in the light registered to him, and Kasil shook his head -- not wanting to appear rude by staring at another.
”Greetings!” He called warmly, turning his entire body to face the newcomer. ”Are you lost?” He asked, feeling as though they were both quite a ways away from the entrance to the citadel -- although he had a reason for that.
@Ipomoea
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