10-09-2016, 07:09 AM
"No, she does not," his voice slips lightheartedly through the trees as he carefully makes his way towards the pair. It had been many years since he had been face to face with the warrior he knew as Thorunn and though he would never be able to lay eyes on the mare again he would always recognize her scent. For she had been one of the first to show herself in the Valley when he had taken role as king with Eight's blessing. He would always remember her as one of the good ones. One of the neutral faces. One that never really had much to say but was truly as independent as a woman could be. It was something to admire and it was something he'd always remember about her.
"Hello Ruan," He comes to a stop beside the man, positioned a bit awkwardly at an angle towards him before turning his head slightly towards Thorunn. "And welcome, Thorunn. How are you these days?" His lips tilt slightly upwards in the form of a small smile. He doesn't know what has become of her, he doesn't know of the scar, her trials of survival. He simply knows this to be a mare he had once lived beside in a kingdom they had both called home equally. "Is there anything we can do for you?" He includes the we as here in Taiga he, Romek and Maribel hoped for a home that was equal. One where the residents would not feel any less than the other.
Yet most importantly, he worked to include Ruan most for while Demian had hid in the shadows overcoming illness and fatigue caused by the change in Beqanna, he had watched Ruan take the appropriate steps to ensure their homes survival and he admired it more so than he'd say. At least for now, as the Jaguar king was never one to allow one's potential and hard work to go unnoticed. At some point he would pull the other aside and let him know his thoughts. But until then he would stand by the other's side equally in greeting the mare Demian had once known and lived beside.
(ooc: welp. awkward writing :| but hi! hope you don't mind that i joined in!)
"Hello Ruan," He comes to a stop beside the man, positioned a bit awkwardly at an angle towards him before turning his head slightly towards Thorunn. "And welcome, Thorunn. How are you these days?" His lips tilt slightly upwards in the form of a small smile. He doesn't know what has become of her, he doesn't know of the scar, her trials of survival. He simply knows this to be a mare he had once lived beside in a kingdom they had both called home equally. "Is there anything we can do for you?" He includes the we as here in Taiga he, Romek and Maribel hoped for a home that was equal. One where the residents would not feel any less than the other.
Yet most importantly, he worked to include Ruan most for while Demian had hid in the shadows overcoming illness and fatigue caused by the change in Beqanna, he had watched Ruan take the appropriate steps to ensure their homes survival and he admired it more so than he'd say. At least for now, as the Jaguar king was never one to allow one's potential and hard work to go unnoticed. At some point he would pull the other aside and let him know his thoughts. But until then he would stand by the other's side equally in greeting the mare Demian had once known and lived beside.
(ooc: welp. awkward writing :| but hi! hope you don't mind that i joined in!)