11-29-2018, 03:01 PM
Tyr paused as sounds reached his twisting ears. Sand muffled most things, but he'd grown up on a shoreline, with a father who taught him to see without sight. Dull steps approached, his head tracing the creature who drew near. A voice cut through his focus, flicking the natural upward curve of his lips into a fuller smile.
"Hi. I walked. Is this the mainland? That's where I was aiming for. It was... exciting." He decided in the moment. He had been a gawky colt but slowly his father's Spanish blood was making itself known. Another year or so and the toned muscles already showed where they'd fill out his frame. The pair who'd come across him were not the only ones gifted with familial glamour.
The boy spoke again, while the sunshine youth tilted his head interestedly, letting his mane fall in a pearly sheet. He was close enough to catch threads of odor, briny like the scents of his own family. Maybe a little less saturated. A male, he couldn't be any older than the sightless boy. Healthy, marked with the island breezes that twined between them. And maybe... almost identical, but there was one thread that seemed more alike to his own sister's perfume.
"You're fine. I don't mind being the listener. My father says I have a talent for it." He shrugged good naturedly, unbothered. Adria usually talked enough for the whole family when she was around, and most of the time he wandered the island alone. He was content with quiet. "It wasn't too far. I'm not hurt. I don't think I'm sick? I'm called Tyr, by the way. Who are you guys?" It was strange to not know someone's name. He'd never had to introduce himself to his family, so this was a new kind of interaction. A cool sensation pushed at his heels. The tide was coming back in, so he was here until the next day at least.
@[Kharon] @[Kali]
"Hi. I walked. Is this the mainland? That's where I was aiming for. It was... exciting." He decided in the moment. He had been a gawky colt but slowly his father's Spanish blood was making itself known. Another year or so and the toned muscles already showed where they'd fill out his frame. The pair who'd come across him were not the only ones gifted with familial glamour.
The boy spoke again, while the sunshine youth tilted his head interestedly, letting his mane fall in a pearly sheet. He was close enough to catch threads of odor, briny like the scents of his own family. Maybe a little less saturated. A male, he couldn't be any older than the sightless boy. Healthy, marked with the island breezes that twined between them. And maybe... almost identical, but there was one thread that seemed more alike to his own sister's perfume.
"You're fine. I don't mind being the listener. My father says I have a talent for it." He shrugged good naturedly, unbothered. Adria usually talked enough for the whole family when she was around, and most of the time he wandered the island alone. He was content with quiet. "It wasn't too far. I'm not hurt. I don't think I'm sick? I'm called Tyr, by the way. Who are you guys?" It was strange to not know someone's name. He'd never had to introduce himself to his family, so this was a new kind of interaction. A cool sensation pushed at his heels. The tide was coming back in, so he was here until the next day at least.
@[Kharon] @[Kali]