[open] boy of fire [any]

[Phoebus]

The still of twilight, the murk of dusk falls upon the trio quietly. There is no grand fanfare, the sun gently setting in the west with little more than a soft ochre sky to announce its departure. The moon peers from the horizon as the group converses. Phoebus hardly notices, his flaming armor casting a dull orange glow around the group. 

He listens intently to the words Red speaks. Perhaps he had become jaded by the magic of the world - he forgot that equines simply stumbled here accidentally sometimes, not unlike his own father. He remembers trotting alongside his dad, trying to keep up with his long strides. He regaled stories of his homeland, his mother...his departure. Diable Rouge had told Phoebus that Beqanna was special, that Tephra was their home - that he ought to stay here. 

Phoebus winces at the memory. He left without any words, shortly after he discovered that his father had died. Worse still, he failed to protect Tephra in any meaningful way. It was nothing more than rubble and ruins now...and the boy of fire felt partly to blame. Phoebus turns to look at Kreation, who now explains what Beqanna even is to Red. If what she said was true - that there were other horses out looking for pieces of their birth land, that the fairies would bring her back to her former glory - then there was a chance he could have a chance to protect Tephra again. He could feel the warmth of the volcanic rock beneath his hooves and run through the towering canyons. He could be really there and really present, just like his idol Warrick. 

"...some are gifted magic...right fire boy?"  

Phoebus hears Kreation's words and snaps back to reality. He watches as she giggles beneath her breath, though he is unsure exactly why. "Oh-uh...yeah," He stumbles, looking back towards Red. "What she said." He takes a deep breath and decides to give his own sense of what Beqanna even is. 

"I don't know what territories lie here any longer," He admits with a sigh. "But I do know there are plenty to inhabit, if you so desire. I myself can only call one one home." He glances towards Kreation, wondering what she would add to his commentary. 


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