[AW] étoile

[Zaius]

 

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A chilly updraft tickled the long feathers of his wings, the two sets of them eager to keep him high above the earth as the stallion inhaled quietly. The scent of smoke filled his nostrils and he moved his chin downward, his blue eyes fell upon spots of light. Fires were scattered about the realm below him. Zaius tilted his head and the gears within his skull began turning quickly. 

But, he was distracted for a moment and that drew his eye from the lake that sparkled beautifully ahead. A smile spread across velvet lips as he titled his body and began his descent. His hair billowed in the wind as a flag of peace, the weight of his braids caused an uneven stream of white. There were no clouds, the night was calm and the lady moon shone down upon the lake, it illuminated the area for what seemed to be miles. 

As he neared the surface of the water, he untucked a leg and let one of his hooves skid over the crystal clear water as he neared the shore. However, it took only moments for the sounds of the night court to fill his ears. Music, the beat of drums, it all overwhelmed him in moments. The beat of the music, the calm air filled with the toxicity of ecstasy all filled him up quickly as his hooves met the rocky shore. He was instantly lost. The wonders of the night court swam around him as he moved through it in a trance. 

Suddenly, the fallen closed his eyes and lept. He twirled and danced, his wings worked as appendages as they stretched and twisted. Each movement graceful and enchanting as the angel let go of all the weight upon him. He hadn’t moved like this since the parties in Cirrus and for once, he enjoyed the sensation. Warmth filled him, the starry night seemed to grow brighter behind his eyelids as a laugh escaped him. The sound was exquisite, filled with a bliss he’d never felt. 

Slowly, the man slowed his dance, his impressive stature coated with sweat from his undertaking. Nostrils flared as he breathed deeply and enjoyed the wonders of the fresh air. 
“Ahh, how wonderful this place is,” he said to no one in particular. 

He walked slowly around the edge of the lake, his wings allowed to drag along and skim the water. A figure came into view not long after, the beat of the music still loud in his ears. 
“Hello,” Zaius muttered kindly, unsure if he would disturb the stranger.

As he moved closer the other figure became easier to see and he took in every inch of the white kirin in awe. He was beautiful, covered in golden scales with horns that seemed to reach for the heavens. But it was not these features that enraptured him most, it was the other’s wings. They were not feathered, they were leathery, like those of a dragon’s he had seen paintings of as a boy. 
“Your wings, they’re marvelous,” Zaius said, his eyes trailed from the white man’s wings to his face as a heat spread across his cheeks, embarrassment at his outburst. 

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@Isorath
OOC: Hope this is okay, Zai is a dork.