This is a feeling I am not used to (Open, Kingdoms)

[Kreios]

kreios don't you tame your demons, but always keep them on a leash With the burgeoning population of the Falls and another set of eyes on the border, I feel confident enough to leave the Falls under Jedi’s watchful eye. It’s not been incredibly long since I have been to the Field, but I still hesitate at the edge, building up the confidence necessary to enter. It feels like only yesterday that I was just as likely to stutter to speak in a conversation, and though years have passed since the healing of my tongue, the self-doubt still emerges every now and then. A long moment passes, and the rain freckles my already pied coat. Then, with a deep breath, I step forward on silent paws, moving through the Field with a grace uncanny to a creature of my bulk. Taller in maturity than even my monstrous father, I am a hard sight to miss in the dreary autumn field. Though the majority of my coat is as pale as snow, the blood-red spatter of my mother’s spotted family is clearly prevalent. My red tail twitches as I walk, haired as a horse but flicking like a cat’s as I look across the dimly lit field with blown pupils that would never occur in an equine. It is her color that catches my eye, the spots on her coat. Only when I come closer do I see that rather than the same brown as her coat they are a grassy green. “Nice spots,” I say, unable to miss seeing the thinness of her figure. My expression is friendly, as is the smile on my pale face, and I introduce myself with a nod of my head. “I’m Kreios. What’s your name?”