i am the mace, the map, the fall and the high
The shriek of an eagle sounds moments before Rune swoops low, winging over their heads before rising into the sky once more. Reave, who had been eyeing the wisp hovingering near the glowing bones of his ribcage, cannot help the amusement that gleams in his eye. The harpy eagle is his only moral compass, but it seems he is a jealous one.
Shifting the piercing blue of his gaze to the flower prince that had arrived to greet him, Reave eyes him with a critical stare. They had met briefly, but the bone-clad stallion had been far less interested in him at the time. Now, with the whispers of Aela’s machinations and Cheri’s suppressed affection in the back of his skull, he has to wonder just what the draw is. From the memories that cling to him, he spends a great deal of his time out of his mind on fermented nectar.
Reave has never experienced that mind-numbing haze, and after seeing the way it lingers on his glittering counterpart, he doesn’t particularly wish to. The great majority of his abilities depend heavily on his ability to remain clear headed. To fog them so artificially would be foolish. With the rivers of the future stretching before him and memories of the past in the world around him, there is already plenty of clutter in his mind as it is.
A grin slips across the red and white Guardian’s lips as Obscene greets him, hinting at the possibilities of why he might have come. But Reave has never been one to do the expected, and as luck would have it, nothing of what the Pampas Prince had suggested is the truth. “As fascinating as those sound, none of the above,” he replies easily, grin widening as a devilish light suffuses his features. Fortunately he has no interest in hiding the truth. “I merely came to see why it is that so many of my relations are indulging you.”
He tilts his head curiously, the play of memories intriguing, but not telling him the whole story. The futures that spread before him are so varied as to be nearly useless. It does make him curious though - what choices would this stallion make? What he can see of the future suggests Obscene himself has little idea. Though his gift is young, Reave has learned enough of it to recognize that the stronger one’s convictions, the more clear their future would grow.
Aela has certainly been trying hard to instill her own convictions into this prince. So why did it seem he is still drifting?
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