09-26-2018, 03:45 PM
He’s already awake, but they wouldn’t have noticed that.
Sviko knew exactly how to play the part - long, drawn out breaths and just a soft flutter of his milky white lashes against pale gold cheeks, and even a soft nuzzle against his sister’s shoulder for good measure - and his mothers (at least, to his knowledge) would brush their lips in a gentle kiss against his poll, and believe him to truly be asleep.
He’s ready to wait patiently for his guardians to fall asleep and continues to play the very important role of a sleeping colt; that is, of course, until the soft whispering of his siblings causes the vibrant gold of a single ear to warily tip back. Inwardly, his heart-rate quickens. They have got to be quieter! But that thought lasts only a millisecond in his mind because the soft pull of his sister’s teeth through his cropped ivory mane distracts him. He turns his head away from her (they’re going to get caught!), snuffling sleepily with a light snore just in case an adult ear was trained on their position. It’s then that his brother whispers his name, and Sviko’s ears press gently against his neck. They really were no good at this.
Rhae’s soft teeth then gingerly nip his tucked ears, with which he responds with a natural and thoughtless kick to his brother’s leg. It was a reaction he couldn’t have helped, even if he had wanted to. Realizing that it was either get caught right now or possibly miss out on something by waiting too long, Sviko throws his head up from his curled knees, unable to keep the charade any longer. He didn’t care if they got caught by sneaking out too quickly - he would not miss out on any sort of adventure simply because the timing was not right.
The youngest brother leaps up, his vibrant white legs snapping beneath him with unnatural spryness. He had been ready to leave their cave the moment Kagerus had ushered him away from the lake near sunset, and when Solace shortly after had begun grooming him for bedtime. The boy can hardly contain his excitement, but despite that fact was able to leave the cavern without waking his mothers and without receiving any warning looks from his older siblings for being ‘too obvious’.
He snorts softly once they are in the safety of the open spring air, his little feet prancing beneath him atop the lush green grass soaked in midnight blue and starlight. Sviko turns his attention towards his brother, curious to know what it is Rhae has planned for them - because, of course, if they were at a loss, Sviko already had two or three fool-proof plans for scaling the mountain’s face all before dawn.
The palomino colt is not disappointed, however, at his brother’s idea. He grins wildly, already leaping forward and bumping shoulders with Warlight. “Me too!” he replies, almost too loudly, and then lowering his voice: “I want to try too!” Because, of course, anything Rhaegor can do, he can do. Except fly, of course - and the shuffle of Rhaegor’s wings causes a look of sourness creep across his golden face. Though when his brother suggests a race, the grin returns. That he could do.
Sviko stretches his neck forward and blows a breath boyishly into his sister’s face before turning from both his siblings to attempt to gallop headlong towards the lake - perhaps even into it.
@[Rhaegor] @[Warlight]
no html and my OOC account for sviko for now <3
Sviko knew exactly how to play the part - long, drawn out breaths and just a soft flutter of his milky white lashes against pale gold cheeks, and even a soft nuzzle against his sister’s shoulder for good measure - and his mothers (at least, to his knowledge) would brush their lips in a gentle kiss against his poll, and believe him to truly be asleep.
He’s ready to wait patiently for his guardians to fall asleep and continues to play the very important role of a sleeping colt; that is, of course, until the soft whispering of his siblings causes the vibrant gold of a single ear to warily tip back. Inwardly, his heart-rate quickens. They have got to be quieter! But that thought lasts only a millisecond in his mind because the soft pull of his sister’s teeth through his cropped ivory mane distracts him. He turns his head away from her (they’re going to get caught!), snuffling sleepily with a light snore just in case an adult ear was trained on their position. It’s then that his brother whispers his name, and Sviko’s ears press gently against his neck. They really were no good at this.
Rhae’s soft teeth then gingerly nip his tucked ears, with which he responds with a natural and thoughtless kick to his brother’s leg. It was a reaction he couldn’t have helped, even if he had wanted to. Realizing that it was either get caught right now or possibly miss out on something by waiting too long, Sviko throws his head up from his curled knees, unable to keep the charade any longer. He didn’t care if they got caught by sneaking out too quickly - he would not miss out on any sort of adventure simply because the timing was not right.
The youngest brother leaps up, his vibrant white legs snapping beneath him with unnatural spryness. He had been ready to leave their cave the moment Kagerus had ushered him away from the lake near sunset, and when Solace shortly after had begun grooming him for bedtime. The boy can hardly contain his excitement, but despite that fact was able to leave the cavern without waking his mothers and without receiving any warning looks from his older siblings for being ‘too obvious’.
He snorts softly once they are in the safety of the open spring air, his little feet prancing beneath him atop the lush green grass soaked in midnight blue and starlight. Sviko turns his attention towards his brother, curious to know what it is Rhae has planned for them - because, of course, if they were at a loss, Sviko already had two or three fool-proof plans for scaling the mountain’s face all before dawn.
The palomino colt is not disappointed, however, at his brother’s idea. He grins wildly, already leaping forward and bumping shoulders with Warlight. “Me too!” he replies, almost too loudly, and then lowering his voice: “I want to try too!” Because, of course, anything Rhaegor can do, he can do. Except fly, of course - and the shuffle of Rhaegor’s wings causes a look of sourness creep across his golden face. Though when his brother suggests a race, the grin returns. That he could do.
Sviko stretches his neck forward and blows a breath boyishly into his sister’s face before turning from both his siblings to attempt to gallop headlong towards the lake - perhaps even into it.
@[Rhaegor] @[Warlight]
no html and my OOC account for sviko for now <3
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