[open] Not All That Glitters Is Gold [Jack]

[Kreed]

Upon my usual perch in the mountain tops I hear whispers on the winter winds.  My silver eyes rove the lands below, seeking to find the creatures of the shadows I had called forth. But there is only a pair of fairly normal looking equines off to the west approaching the river.  One which I recognize from not long ago.

The feathered creature hadn't seen the queen that day, whilst she gathered her spawn and left promptly, I had remained concealed within the forest's shadows.  I wonder why she finds herself back in my lands and so my body lunges down the rocky incline and upon the Chamber floor.

My pace is not rushed, but it is quick enough to carry me to where I assume they are headed, within a matched arrival time to theirs.

I weave through the columnar pines, tilting my crown to avoid the tree trunks impact or becoming caught in a tangle of branch. 

Soon I come to the place in which I had revealed myself to the young child.  I can hear words exchanged between the couple and without pause I step from the darkness of the pine forest.

"You," my voice is flat as I approach the pair, my focus on the mare as I stop short of being too close.

My silver eyes shift slowly from one to the other, unafflicted by any show of aggression, apparent by my expressionless face.  "If you have lost your child, again... she is not here," I say simply, eyes now fixed on the large stallion.

Remembrance of that day surfaces and the taste of the girl's fear causes a wetting sensation in my mouth.  I bet her parents fear tastes just as wonderful, I think, but my illusions remain at rest.  For now.

Kreed

Crown of Bone and Thorn