anyone;

[Fletchor]

life's like an hourglass glued to the table

The warmth of spring is actually welcomed because it's different from what he is accustomed to. There is some humidity, but it's minute in comparison to the Jungle where the excessive moisture chokes the air. This he can more readily handle. In some areas there is sand that he has access to, that he feels he can relate with. In this moment, however, he doesn't search for a patch to stand on. Instead he remains surrounded by grass as it licks his lower legs every time the wind blows. Such a strange change of surroundings this is, but he doesn't turn his back to the change. He tries to embrace it and to look forward instead of back. His past is darker than the sunlight overhead and far more lonely than the knots of horses nearby. While holding a secret tightly to his chest Fletchor tries to appear more optimistic and bright.

They don't need to know that he has already killed.
They don't need to know how dangerous he potentially is.

There is a noise carried toward him and so his head lifts in curiosity only to see the call addressed elsewhere. With hooded eyes he watches as a mare and stallion come together, embracing as lovers and smiling sweetly. He turns his back. Is there love for someone like him? He has never seen it before, never held it not even for a parent, so is it real? The questions linger in his consciousness until he is drawn from his thoughts by a far sweeter call than the former. When he rolls his eyes to see he notices the mare approaching him. Gulping sheepishly he tries to keep his composure. It has been quite some time since he has last really had a conversation. "Hello," the sound of his own voice is strange, alien, but he answers her nonetheless. "Boredom, I suppose." In reality Fletchor isn't sure why he came here of all places. It's a change of scenery and it's a way of running farther away from his bleak childhood.

His gold-flecked eyes catch sight of her pregnant belly and he shifts uncomfortably before meeting her gaze. "And you? What brings you here?

FLETCHOR

Lokii x Myrina

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