She yawns wide, her tusks barely petruding from the curves of her mouth, but daily they grow larger, each day her neck grows thicker, accomidating for the heavy comodity of the ivory pillars. Her dark wings flutter at her sides. Her mother still dozing, her brother.... well he's up somewhere. She frowns for a moment. Where was the little brat anyways? Shaking the sand from her mane and thumping her tail against her haunches she stands to her wobbly legs, still not fully strong. After all it had only been a few days sense her birth, since her naming. She had yet to meet her father. Supposedly he was always presant for the coming of a new heir. Yet he wasn't for hers. Her mother spoke that the stallion must be simply confident in the new youngs ability to produce something good. That Anyx only produced the best in the herd. That she was sure that he would be around soon to name the filly and meet the other son, the grandson of his brother, whom was not in dirrect relation to Kirin in any way. Appearently the two of them where only half siblings. Yet that didn't seem to matter to mother. She was proud of her children, and hide them awya from the rest of the cove.
They had no reason to know the secrets that were held in this small family, they were gifted, all of them. A pride that stayed in the dark. They didn't flaunt their abilities around, no they stayed away from the group minglings. They refused to go near the others. Only if Kirin ever deemed them worthy of coming around did they peek their heads around.
But the solitude was growing irksome. She WANTED friends, her and her brother whispered in their his dark cloud sometimes about how nice it would be to meet the others. How niceit would be to know that there was more gifted among them. Yet here they were once more this night. Alone. Also alone. And that seemed it would never change. She gets up striding towards the unfocused blackness, she knows where to find him always. For her it is easy, he is the nothing where there should be something. Where you feel that there is something off that was him. She would always know this. This their little secret. The blue roan colt shows himself and she gazes at him with a smile. Hello, dear brother They never used names, they knew better than to give names when it was Kirins job to do so. No this was the one right that still respected as the herds ruler one descission in their lives.
Pal
The freaks come out at night