05-03-2016, 08:12 PM
FORGIVENESS IS A CONCERN FOR THE LIVING.
He lowered his head to sniff the ground, causing an uproar of dirt as he exhaled his breath. A small laughter of amusement peeped from him trying to entertain his own loneliness. He had been apart of the Chambers for a while and has found himself lonelier than before, but he felt like this was the place for him and would press onward.
As he thought about his life in the Chambers he heard the entrance of another, a green mare who made him think of the mint stag he met at the army meeting, curious to there relations. She has a large smile on her face and as he scanned her over it was obvious she was with foal, and very far in, or with multiples. The mare seemed caught up in her own thoughts before snapping back to reality, her eyes landing on him. She bounded over to him with a greeting, he replied with a small laugh.
Well not to much honestly which was true, thinking about why the dirt floated when he exhaled wasn't to interesting. He scanned over her again, mesmerized by her color, a unique one for sure. Perhaps it was the Chambers that carried the unique colors, the mint stag, the blue kimber, and now an olive mare. and you? I couldn't help but notice your smile as you trailed over he said with a smile of his own, glad to see someone full of life. My name is Arthas by the way, yours? he asked curious. She carried the Chambers scent although he has never seen her in his time here, but he was sure that she had been apart of the Chambers for longer than he. Arthas was curious to the father of her foals, and where exactly she had been since he has been around, but perhaps later in there conversation he would get an answer.
ARTHAS