I looked at my mother dear, didn't even crack a smile.
Said if woman don't kill me I don't mind dying.
Said if woman don't kill me I don't mind dying.
It had become almost habit for the valley king to hover close by to Rhonan, though the jaguar stallion was always out of sight and doing his own thing. His lack of sight was made up for by Rhonan's attentive behavior to noises that weren't typical. And he enjoyed how the boy could allow him to wander in peace and didn't feel the need to speak constantly. Sometimes it just worked out where even the most quiet of friendships were the best to have.
Demian enjoyed the quiet and dark nature of the shadow spinner almost more than the rest so when he heard the yells and then Rhonan's hiss follow suit, the muscular stallion's head lifted slowly from the spot he had been grazing. He waits then, listening, trying to pick out movement and before long he hears the younger stallion shuffling towards the border and after a few moments he finds himself following a ways behind.
Slowly he picks his way through the Valley's tall pines, stopping every now and then to listen for Rhonan's footsteps before continuing on. It was only when he reaches the border that he stops, hearing Rhonan's typical complaint of noise and chuckling softly in amusement as a smirk quirked at the edges of the jaguar king's lips. Typical Rhonan. Yet Demian had come to thoroughly enjoy they palomino's grouchy nature.
He waits then when the question is asked, listening for the strangers answer. It is when he mentions the war that Demian's ears prick in interest and he straightens his body before stepping out of the shadows slowly and making his way up next to Rhonan. "Has it now," it is more of a thoughtful statement then a question and with a thoughtful look he tilts his head slightly. "Anything that needs to be discussed with me can be discussed with and in front of Rhonan. He is trustworthy."
Rhonan was one Valley member Demian wasn't about to leave out, especially when it came to the plans and ideas involving wars and alliances. "Now. I had a feeling this was coming soon. The place was getting quite antsy. Yet we aren't sure of your plans and what you're needing of us as I only just took the throne and most everyone who would have known disappeared. We will fight with the Chamber," he turns his head slightly towards Rhonan.
"We will support them. You need not worry about us breaking our alliance." He knows the boy wants something more to do. He knows he is bored, just like they all were. With a quirk of the lips he rolls his shoulders in a soft shrug before finally remembering to introduce himself. "Before we get started on this discussion in depth though, I'm Demian. And you are?"
Demian enjoyed the quiet and dark nature of the shadow spinner almost more than the rest so when he heard the yells and then Rhonan's hiss follow suit, the muscular stallion's head lifted slowly from the spot he had been grazing. He waits then, listening, trying to pick out movement and before long he hears the younger stallion shuffling towards the border and after a few moments he finds himself following a ways behind.
Slowly he picks his way through the Valley's tall pines, stopping every now and then to listen for Rhonan's footsteps before continuing on. It was only when he reaches the border that he stops, hearing Rhonan's typical complaint of noise and chuckling softly in amusement as a smirk quirked at the edges of the jaguar king's lips. Typical Rhonan. Yet Demian had come to thoroughly enjoy they palomino's grouchy nature.
He waits then when the question is asked, listening for the strangers answer. It is when he mentions the war that Demian's ears prick in interest and he straightens his body before stepping out of the shadows slowly and making his way up next to Rhonan. "Has it now," it is more of a thoughtful statement then a question and with a thoughtful look he tilts his head slightly. "Anything that needs to be discussed with me can be discussed with and in front of Rhonan. He is trustworthy."
Rhonan was one Valley member Demian wasn't about to leave out, especially when it came to the plans and ideas involving wars and alliances. "Now. I had a feeling this was coming soon. The place was getting quite antsy. Yet we aren't sure of your plans and what you're needing of us as I only just took the throne and most everyone who would have known disappeared. We will fight with the Chamber," he turns his head slightly towards Rhonan.
"We will support them. You need not worry about us breaking our alliance." He knows the boy wants something more to do. He knows he is bored, just like they all were. With a quirk of the lips he rolls his shoulders in a soft shrug before finally remembering to introduce himself. "Before we get started on this discussion in depth though, I'm Demian. And you are?"
D E M I A N
@[Killdare]
@[Rhonan]
As per the rules i'm going to include this: SECRET (from this post and down)-- in order to keep things quiet and hush hush IC