03-22-2018, 01:01 PM
Kwartz grinned at the twin siblings. Karat was a bit uppity, but Kromium, Krom, seemed to be a cool guy. They were all the children of rulers, so the titles seemed to be a bit unnecessary anyway. His head angled to one side, doing his best to see both of them at once.
At Krom's noticing of his mottled wings, his smile grew bigger. He spread them fully, enjoying the opportunity to show off. "Thanks! Flying is pretty great. Mother's been showing me how to do loops and stuff. Can you guys do anything cool?" He asked, folding his wings neatly over his back.
It was his turn to shuffle uncomfortably when Karat mentioned the purple link. "He probably is. I know I didn't get it from mother. She says it might have happened when she was carrying me, that she used to be a different color and changed while she was pregnant. But... I dunno. I've never met my father, so he could be purple. We're cousins, so maybe it's through our father's blood?" The colt hypothesized aloud. He was just about to change the subject and suggest a game of chase or hide and seek when a boisterous grown up voice echoed across the meadow, calling him. With a start, he spins about to find the owner of the voice, cursing his blind eye under his breath. His racing heart beat slows as he recognizes the speaker. Morty, one of mother's warrior folk.
Kwartz was not entirely sure how he felt about the shadowy man. He seemed to carry many faces, and would slip the different ones on as they suited him. But mother might be too busy with building some alliance or other to collect him now, and... if he was being honest, the idea of being able to play with his new friends in his forest seemed like a great idea. A glance towards the steadily darkening sky made up his mind. Wet feathers were the worst. "We can go with him, it's okay. I'll show you guys where we live, and we can go explore the old burn out." Suddenly excited with the prospect, he fell in behind the black stallion, not knowing the piper's call when he heard it.
@[Modicum Mortem] @[Kromium~Karat]
At Krom's noticing of his mottled wings, his smile grew bigger. He spread them fully, enjoying the opportunity to show off. "Thanks! Flying is pretty great. Mother's been showing me how to do loops and stuff. Can you guys do anything cool?" He asked, folding his wings neatly over his back.
It was his turn to shuffle uncomfortably when Karat mentioned the purple link. "He probably is. I know I didn't get it from mother. She says it might have happened when she was carrying me, that she used to be a different color and changed while she was pregnant. But... I dunno. I've never met my father, so he could be purple. We're cousins, so maybe it's through our father's blood?" The colt hypothesized aloud. He was just about to change the subject and suggest a game of chase or hide and seek when a boisterous grown up voice echoed across the meadow, calling him. With a start, he spins about to find the owner of the voice, cursing his blind eye under his breath. His racing heart beat slows as he recognizes the speaker. Morty, one of mother's warrior folk.
Kwartz was not entirely sure how he felt about the shadowy man. He seemed to carry many faces, and would slip the different ones on as they suited him. But mother might be too busy with building some alliance or other to collect him now, and... if he was being honest, the idea of being able to play with his new friends in his forest seemed like a great idea. A glance towards the steadily darkening sky made up his mind. Wet feathers were the worst. "We can go with him, it's okay. I'll show you guys where we live, and we can go explore the old burn out." Suddenly excited with the prospect, he fell in behind the black stallion, not knowing the piper's call when he heard it.
@[Modicum Mortem] @[Kromium~Karat]