JAREK
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We are the frayed, we are the torn
We are the beaten and the scorned
And now you’ve forced the beast to bare its teeth
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The stillness of the caves was unsettling, he felt as though there were eyes in the walls watching him. That they could peer into his soul and see every misdone deed he’d ever committed. The cave however did feel like some relief from the biting cold outside. Being a larger creature he had some difficulty with staying warm. Movement helped to warm him, but his bones still felt chilled within the caves. It felt to him closed in and haunting. He was used to open wide spaces and desert life. He had been born in the summer, a strong and enormous colt. His mother had struggled to find enough nutrition for them both. His very existence had caused her to succumb. She had given everything so that he may walk on. His father had flown into a rage on finding his wife dead, essentially by work of his son's existence. Perhaps what really turned the anger and guilt of his father, was that it took two beings to create life. In this way he was also responsible for the birth of Jarek. It was then he noticed the crisp frozen flowers. These were well out of place. Nothing would have grown like this naturally. Perhaps these caves would be a source of unnatural food, or warmth deeper in. He owed it to his own curiosity to find out what was within. He nibbled at the flower. The taste of it was strange, it did not taste all that good. The flowers would not be a source of food for him. They were likely hardly worth the nutrition to chew them, and if he had to survive on that taste…he had to find something else. Each step of his hooves sent ringing down the caves. His presence would not be hidden here for long. He was in turn actually in search of a home. A place where he could isolate himself from the rest of the world. He could however smell the faint scent of others that had passed through here. It was unlikely that these caves would be remote enough for his hermit lifestyle. For now he needed to lay low and gather support. He did admit that his mind was starting to become a little shaken at lack of interaction with others. It truly had been the longest and most challenging trek of his life. He only hoped it would prove to be worth it. OOC: <3 |