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DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP BELIEVING
IN TRUTH, IN GRACE, AND IN GRIEVING
Kasil hesitated, but gave a gentle nod in agreement. He could see the argument, certainly -- and he had never been a tactician himself, yet he did not like for his people to be alone. One stallion, no matter how great his prowess was no match against multiple dangers. The stallion pursed his lips slightly, considering himself and the slate-colored stallion with a thoughtful gaze. ”I’ll admit I know very little about strategy,” Kasil began, his ears falling back against his head. ”But perhaps it would be better if there were more of you? A pair, to watch out for each other.” He frowned down at his hooves, his brows furrowing atop his eyes. ”Yet, Dawn has never really been known for their warriors and since the overthrowing...things have been quite strained.” The king gave a snort, determined to find some incentive to bring the warrior ranks back up to par with the rest of the court. They needed protection, and soon -- as the other courts began to get their feet under them, Kasil worried that Dawn was becoming weak and susceptible to attack. Tensions were already running high, especially as Day Court was proving to be quite aggressive in their pursuit of militant perfection beneath the new Sovereign...that Maxence fellow. Kasil’s eyes flick upward again, the gentle brown of his gaze catching the warrior in a state of shock after Kasil had revealed his identity. He could not help the little tip of his lips that curled upward as yet another underestimated him. It was something that Kasil liked best, though it had bothered him at first. He liked that he wasn’t well recognized in the Court, able to blend in with his people and hear their true needs and desires. The winged stallion holds his place as the roan before him dips his head in respect, the smile widening as the stallion’s demeanor changed. ”Nothing to be sorry for, Ulric.” He said, shifting his weight so to rest more comfortably. ”The honor is mine. You are much needed in these times of uncertainty, warrior. Please, accept my deepest thanks on behalf of the citizens of Delumine.” The night was beginning to settle upon the land, and Kasil glanced towards the citadel as the lights began to shine like beacons to him. ”I would appreciate your escort, and perhaps you can tell me more about what it is like to be a warrior. My ranks are unfilled, and I need to hear from the people just what we need to do in order to keep everyone here safe.” The bay turned then, not quite giving the stranger his back -- and waited for him to come down from the outcropping of rock. It was still quite a ways to the city, and he was sure that there was much to discuss. |
