04-18-2024, 01:57 PM
Amenadiel, a majestic creature with a commanding presence, raises one of his eyebrows as he looks at the colt standing in front of him. His piercing gaze is a clear indicator that he knows when he is being lied to. He shakes his head and blows smoke softly from his nose, a sign of his disapproval. To ensure the safety of the young horses he's been entrusted with, he takes flight and begins to scan the area for any potential danger. Meanwhile, the playful twins canter and frolic ahead of him, unaware of the potential threats lurking around them.
As they continue on their journey, Amenadiel warns the colt and filly that they better hope their parents are still sleeping when they return. He remembers how Aurora reacted the first time they met when Escence got into trouble, and the light from her flames that lit their path. He knows that if they are caught lying, there will be consequences.
But as they move forward, Amenadiel's thoughts drift to one that he has held inside ever since he was gifted with his fire. It was the day when an innocent mouse was incinerated, and a feeling, a warmth, grew inside him - something that was awoken in him. It was a pleasure that he had never known before, something that he couldn't quite explain. The helpless squeal from the squirming mouse as it ignited in flames and met its demise had been the wrong place at the wrong time, yet he couldn't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction.
As he looks at the troublesome filly, he sees the same yearning that he's held inside him all this time. They could be good partners, he thinks to himself, a team that could take on the world together.
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Escence
As they continue on their journey, Amenadiel warns the colt and filly that they better hope their parents are still sleeping when they return. He remembers how Aurora reacted the first time they met when Escence got into trouble, and the light from her flames that lit their path. He knows that if they are caught lying, there will be consequences.
But as they move forward, Amenadiel's thoughts drift to one that he has held inside ever since he was gifted with his fire. It was the day when an innocent mouse was incinerated, and a feeling, a warmth, grew inside him - something that was awoken in him. It was a pleasure that he had never known before, something that he couldn't quite explain. The helpless squeal from the squirming mouse as it ignited in flames and met its demise had been the wrong place at the wrong time, yet he couldn't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction.
As he looks at the troublesome filly, he sees the same yearning that he's held inside him all this time. They could be good partners, he thinks to himself, a team that could take on the world together.
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Escence