VAUGHAN
What a whirlwind the past few years have been for the floppy-eared stallion In the changing of multiple seasons he has lost track of his sibling, his mother and the Tundra he had come to grow with. While rumor on the wind was the omniscient Gods of Beqanna had stripped most of their traits, it went unnoticed to him. What didn't go unnoticed was how painfully alone he had become, he had lost touch with Offspring, Brennen, and any other remotely familiar person and after two or so years it had caught up. As a colt he was grossly independent and unabashed in his trek of independence but with age he has grown the need for a purpose. A need to be in the midst of others, deep down he was his father's son (though he didn't know him) in wanting a job to do.
Long had his thick coat shed from the ice laden grounds but he was still unaccustomed to the wind blowing against his midnight pelt, it still sent a chill much colder than the Tundra ever had. In his travels, he finds himself amongst the trees and that provides some comfort of home. He was born in the Chamber and though most of the pines burned slowly and left only ash; the Great tree was always there. If he remembered how to smile, he surely would have at the thought of such memories. Painful as they may have been in the moment. He looks occasionally through his thick black locks to see if he recognizes anyone but soon loses interest. He'd rather eat and watch the creatures of the underbrush scurry about, they still had a sense of urgency (for fear of being eaten, likely) and he appreciated that.
He watches as a few rabbits twitch their noses and bound from side to side, their ears reminding him of his own reflection but he was not such a charming animal. Vaughan in previous years had been been a smartass and any sort of adorable qualities he had were soon replaced with distaste. He chuckles at the rabbits thumping the ground and in the general sense of how quickly they multiplied. He was nearly six and had yet to be with a woman. It wasn't something he had much value in thus far in life, it seemed all just an unnecessary evil. Perhaps eventually he would change his mind but for now he was pleased with simple conversation and eventually a home to call his own. He was too proud for the field, a home would have to come on his terms but this is about as much of a 'call for help' as the floppy ear man would ever give.
Long had his thick coat shed from the ice laden grounds but he was still unaccustomed to the wind blowing against his midnight pelt, it still sent a chill much colder than the Tundra ever had. In his travels, he finds himself amongst the trees and that provides some comfort of home. He was born in the Chamber and though most of the pines burned slowly and left only ash; the Great tree was always there. If he remembered how to smile, he surely would have at the thought of such memories. Painful as they may have been in the moment. He looks occasionally through his thick black locks to see if he recognizes anyone but soon loses interest. He'd rather eat and watch the creatures of the underbrush scurry about, they still had a sense of urgency (for fear of being eaten, likely) and he appreciated that.
He watches as a few rabbits twitch their noses and bound from side to side, their ears reminding him of his own reflection but he was not such a charming animal. Vaughan in previous years had been been a smartass and any sort of adorable qualities he had were soon replaced with distaste. He chuckles at the rabbits thumping the ground and in the general sense of how quickly they multiplied. He was nearly six and had yet to be with a woman. It wasn't something he had much value in thus far in life, it seemed all just an unnecessary evil. Perhaps eventually he would change his mind but for now he was pleased with simple conversation and eventually a home to call his own. He was too proud for the field, a home would have to come on his terms but this is about as much of a 'call for help' as the floppy ear man would ever give.
THE MAN WHO FEARS LOSING HAS ALREADY LOST.
eventually i'd like him to go to a land, i have his mom in tephra so that's my only non-option but he'd love to chat and make 'friends' with anyone!