Son of a Red Eyed Ghost
When she had ventured off that morning, he hadn't thought it to be any different than any other day. He allowed her, her freedoms to a point. One can never be too careful though and being the ever watchful father he was, a unfamiliar scent on the breeze alerted him to the potential dangers suddenly lurking near their borders. With a quick farewell to his dearest, he lunged into a gallop. It was the quickest way an ungifted horse could travel across the treacherous landscape.
As he travels towards the southeast reaches of the kingdom, he notes that mixing suddenly with the unfamiliar scent is one he knows too well. Concern rises in him as he pushes forward even faster. Confusion also strifed in his mind as he was sure his daughter had traveled down the eastern path which he knew did not turn south on it's own. His blue eyes narrow as he realizes the possible deception he had been given by his daughter.
Sweat began lathering in a foam at the creases of his hard working limbs. The charcoal hue of his pelt was slick and nearly pitch black as he moved swiftly across the lands. Breathing was beginning to labor extensively but he would not stop until he reached them. Their scents collided as he neared and fear twisted his gut into knots at what he would find. Surely if it had been his sister, Deitis mother, he would have recognized the scent slightly. But if the stranger had been her true sire he would not have the slightest clue. He had never met Carnage and after what his sister had been through, he would not wish that visit upon anyone.
Finally he could make out their forms through a thin grove of brush. His teeth grinded together as his head lowered. Silver limbs moved almost quicker than before, if it was even possible. Ears twisted back as his body plowed through the underbrush of the trees. His sights were set on the dark mass following his daughter and even the shock in her face didn't stop his charge. She turned to move out of the way as he came to stop between them. His neck snaking barred teeth at the intruder. With a snap of his silver cords, he half reared. Forelimbs striking out in a show of pending threat to the black stallion. All sense of diplomacy had left him then. He was prepared to fight even as his daughters voice rings in his ears...Dad! She almost sounds as surprised as her expression insinuated she was. Icey blue eyes continue to glare at the intruder as he silences his daughters attempt at an explanation, "I'll discuss this with you later." His deep voice redirects, "Who are you and what are you doing here with MY daughter?!" A snort rattles through his nostrils as he comes to stand squarely. His gaze examining the dark black coat and contrasting blue eyes the stranger had. Surprisingly similar to that of his daughters, he is quick to assume that perhaps this was Carnage himself...
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