Astarot
As he gazed out over the seemingly endless sands of sea his ears flicked backwards. He huffed once wondering who was had spotted him. Casually he turned and looked at the fast approaching new comer. The horse he discovered was nothing like he had pictured in his mind. He had assumed a stallion would be out here, probably patrolling. Instead a stunning dainty mare was moving gracefully over the dunes. Her coat was a silver grullo with darker points and snowy white markings wrapping around her neck and legs. How long had it been since he had come across another horse, much less a mare as pretty as she. As she drew closer he caught sight of her dual colored eyes. It was rare for him to find others with separately colored eyes. What was more interesting was to see that both of their left eyes were blue.
A calm smile settled over his handsome features as she spoke to him. He noticed her eyes roaming over his untidy frame causing his muscles to flex of their own accord. He dipped his head low showing his respect, "It seems that way Miss. I seem to have wondered through a portal." He chuckled softly, sounding only slightly hollow. It was nice to be able to speak to someone even if she was a stranger. "My name is Astarot." It was strange not telling her what herd he hailed from. Shoving the sorrowful thought away he turned his attention back to the silver lady. "I'm sorry if I am trespassing on your land." He paused dipping his head again before continuing, "What is the name of this land?" His ears tipped forward as his head tilted slightly to the right.
He had spoken to several horses that were in the exact situation he now found himself it. Now he understood why they had looked so lost. Did he look scared or confused like so many of the other he had spoken to in the Threshold had been? Slowly, so he wouldn't seem threatening, he lifted himself up to his full height. He didn't want to seem weak, every instinct screamed for him to stand tall show he could handle himself. His father's voice echoed in his head, deep and powerful telling him to suck it up. His ear flicked slightly as if he could dismiss the dragon king. This was his world now, not his father's. he assumed most people here would have no idea about his past. They would only see a stranger, someone they could learn to like.
The stallion shifted his weight so he was standing with his weight spread equally. He was a proud creature and he didn't want a stranger to see him at his weakest. The obsidian horse head totem laying on his chest flashed in the sunlight as he looked down at the mare. He wondered if she did belong to a herd and if he would be accepted there. He was tired of hurting and being alone. He wanted to find a home, at least for a while. If he did ever find some of his family, he would have somewhere to bring them back to. For the first time in a long time he felt as if he had a purpose.
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Words :: 548 No problem! Sorry it took so long <3
A calm smile settled over his handsome features as she spoke to him. He noticed her eyes roaming over his untidy frame causing his muscles to flex of their own accord. He dipped his head low showing his respect, "It seems that way Miss. I seem to have wondered through a portal." He chuckled softly, sounding only slightly hollow. It was nice to be able to speak to someone even if she was a stranger. "My name is Astarot." It was strange not telling her what herd he hailed from. Shoving the sorrowful thought away he turned his attention back to the silver lady. "I'm sorry if I am trespassing on your land." He paused dipping his head again before continuing, "What is the name of this land?" His ears tipped forward as his head tilted slightly to the right.
He had spoken to several horses that were in the exact situation he now found himself it. Now he understood why they had looked so lost. Did he look scared or confused like so many of the other he had spoken to in the Threshold had been? Slowly, so he wouldn't seem threatening, he lifted himself up to his full height. He didn't want to seem weak, every instinct screamed for him to stand tall show he could handle himself. His father's voice echoed in his head, deep and powerful telling him to suck it up. His ear flicked slightly as if he could dismiss the dragon king. This was his world now, not his father's. he assumed most people here would have no idea about his past. They would only see a stranger, someone they could learn to like.
The stallion shifted his weight so he was standing with his weight spread equally. He was a proud creature and he didn't want a stranger to see him at his weakest. The obsidian horse head totem laying on his chest flashed in the sunlight as he looked down at the mare. He wondered if she did belong to a herd and if he would be accepted there. He was tired of hurting and being alone. He wanted to find a home, at least for a while. If he did ever find some of his family, he would have somewhere to bring them back to. For the first time in a long time he felt as if he had a purpose.
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Words :: 548 No problem! Sorry it took so long <3
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