winter wonderland
The ivory man turns to Sinner, his ace now drained of all expression, only comforted by his sudden smile and use of nourishing speech.
The stallion is already becoming calm once again, his body resting comfortably as Sinner returns to a softer tone, Ruinam's ambiguous attempt slowly fading within. He had disrupted a balance he had promised himself to keep.
But the agony remains in his endless desire to find the truth, until Sinner's voice emerges through the deep growth again, his ears darting to listen to his voice, his head slowly turning to face the beast. Sinner's voice reaches him, but he does not stir, he remains placid as he looks back toward the water "Thank you" he mentions quietly. Sinner had satisfied his lustful need to find out more, for now at least.
Now the stallion felt rather useless, his desire causing him to step out of bounds, trying to reach a peak that he could not afford to climb.
His crimson eyes drift back toward the hound, his muzzle parting to speak "Is there anything I can do for you, Sinner?" maybe Sinner has sought him out to give him something to do, a pleasant change to the usual sitting around that he was used to "I would be glad to serve" he adds as he looks toward his companion, his face still remaining rather expressionless.
His need to serve someone was still there, regardless of what duties he performed on a daily basis. Ruinam was rather used to attaching himself to another, forgetting about his own being in order to help another, to free them of their burdens, to serve them.
He now looks back out toward the autumnal forest, a warm summer breeze now sweeping the forest floor, wiping away the densely covered colours away to reveal the soil underneath.
The warmth comes quite pleasantly, gently beating through the thick forest canopy, allowing his small companion to bathe in the beams of sunlight as Ruinam became relaxed once again.
