HELLBANE
I've all but just forgotten-
For starters, Hellbane rather enjoyed other horses. He liked their company, their individual natures that shone through even when they weren’t aware, how brutally honest and open they could be by saying nothing at all. So it’s never been an issue for him whether or not a specific horse was deemed ‘good’ or ‘bad’. Magic too has never been an issue, until Beqanna ate it all in a ravenous hunger and left them with a good slap on the wrist. But that’s how the world works, that’s how it's always worked. There can never be too much of one without the other. Cycles - the world is full of them. That’s why Hellbane seems to think that now is the most important time to even out the scales.
“Is that so?” Hellbane asks him when a name is given. There’s a twinkle of humor in the bay’s eyes as the two stare down one another, and then then the moment is gone while Victarian condemns the masses to their (obvious) fate. Hellbane follows his motion and sees the same horses Victarian sees, but cast in a much different light. With the tilt of his shaggy head Hellbane asks, “Do you think it’s because they realize that now they only have a finite amount of time to try and make life worth living?”
The answer doesn’t matter. “I feel sorry for them, you know.” Hellbane says with the slightest of frowns upon his mouth. “They’ve only just begun to understand the touch of death, while we’ve known it all along.” He murmurs, amber eyes flashing with intrigue. “They have a lot to learn from us, but they’re too stubborn to see it.” They always have been. They always will be. Yet … it’s why Hellbane likes them so much. He’d never understood it before, but his being “normal” was his calling.
“This new world needs someone to keep reminding them, and I intend to see that through.” He tells Victarian, eyes shifting back to look the black stallion in the face. “What about you? Will you keep standing around, waiting for something incredible to happen?” The draft questions, all traces of humor gone from his eyes, “Or will you choose differently?”
-What the color of her eyes were