resurrect the saint within the wretch
“He’s pretty convincing most of the time,” Warden replies with a fond laugh, thinking of his elder brother with a soft smile. The two were as different as night and day, but Warden still found it easy to care and love the bold, fun-loving overo stallion. They fall into silence for a moment and, as always, Warden is content with it. She mentions Warrick and the horned stallion’s brow furrows slightly, as if the thought had never occurred to him and this was the first time he had actually heard it. “Really?” he asks, glancing down briefly at the large patches of white that splash across his chest (from his mother, no doubt) and the jewels that reside there, nestled like bone and spreading up his neck.
He smiles then, lifting his ivory face towards Wishbone, and wonders silently if others have the same thought - that he is truly his father’s son. There is a moment of hesitation on his face, glancing at his half-sister and wishing he could return the compliment. But she is as dark as obsidian, with gold markings framing her face - he does not know Wishbone’s story (or that in reality she actually appeared to look more like their father than Warden currently does), and so his face falls and he attempts to keep the conversation moving forward.
The Watcher does not need to worry, for Wishbone carries on. He flexes his wings a bit - a habit of his - and stretches the lithe bone before settling them back against his ivory and auburn sides. “I have. I’ve known nothing else.” He pauses, realizing that only recently has he felt the need to take such a position in Tephra, whereas in years past he couldn’t have cared less for the volcanic peninsula or what happens to it.
Seeing the future had once marred his goals in life but, perhaps now, it highlights exactly where he is needed.
“Perhaps it’ll always be that way.” His comment is far off, almost as if more to himself than to Wishbone. With a rise of his brows his gaze falls back to her, a deep inhale accompanied by a gentle smile. “Are you planning on staying with us, Wishbone? Or are you only visiting?” He pauses briefly, then adds: “I could really use all the help I could get, seeing as you’ve ruled a kingdom and this would be my first attempt.”
@[Wishbone]
