12-22-2019, 02:22 PM
Aodhán
little fire
All that is gold does not glitter; not all who wander are lost
The Pampas is quiet - a quietness he once rebelled against, but that didn’t quite fix it. No, he learned by now to have more patience, be more subtle. Not that he really feels a need to lead the place at all - he doesn’t care who leads what as long as he doesn’t get lonely.
Perhaps that’s why he likes to act as some sort of border guard and recruiter all in one, even though Noah never asked him to do that - she never gave anyone a task ever, which as he saw it was kind of the point of being a herd though.
Today he flies around in his owl form; a snow owl with metallic gold spots instead of black ones, and observant emerald eyes that scan the Pampas. It doesn’t, then, take him long to spot the purple woman landing in the flowery fields. He makes his way over quickly and nearly soundless, until he lands a few yards away, in horse form.
Shaking his crest to rid himself of a bunch of tiny white feathers, the stallion assesses the diplomat before him as she walks into the meadow.
”Good day.” he greets her casually. Just another one who’s passing through no doubt. Nobody ever stays.
Perhaps that’s why he likes to act as some sort of border guard and recruiter all in one, even though Noah never asked him to do that - she never gave anyone a task ever, which as he saw it was kind of the point of being a herd though.
Today he flies around in his owl form; a snow owl with metallic gold spots instead of black ones, and observant emerald eyes that scan the Pampas. It doesn’t, then, take him long to spot the purple woman landing in the flowery fields. He makes his way over quickly and nearly soundless, until he lands a few yards away, in horse form.
Shaking his crest to rid himself of a bunch of tiny white feathers, the stallion assesses the diplomat before him as she walks into the meadow.
”Good day.” he greets her casually. Just another one who’s passing through no doubt. Nobody ever stays.
@[Oceane]