I Am A Lost Boy [Nalka]

[Nolin]

Nolin

He finds himself away from Pangea more than he is, at this point he doesn't even know if Pangea is a home to him anymore...

Regardless, he travels the forest. He finds it quieter than he expected a nomad land to be. He is not really bothered by others, unless he seeks it out. 

Oddly enough, he finds himself slowly becoming more social now that he is out of Pangea. As he travels the forest he finds another....what is most interesting is the horns atop his head. It was almost as if Nolin was staring at himself....well beside the fact that this stranger had a black pelt...and wings.

He turns his head slightly, other siblings wouldn't be impossible...his parents were never together in his lifetime...but...siblings he didn't know about? Surely father would have mentioned them?

Without much thought he found himself drifting towards the ebony stag. His wings gently tucked onto his back, his horns identical to Nolin's... Are you... No, he reconsiders his thoughts.. I'm Nolin..your...your horns, they're like mine. His lack of social skills show, yet he couldn't help introducing himself.

Your Past Does Not Define Your Future

@[Nalka]

[Nalka]

They’ve come and gone so many places, but the forest is the most like a home. To Nälkä, it seems the most perfect hideout, as the forest always grows edible plants and occasionally helps him to a mare; this season isn’t the first where he’s split up from his triplet sisters and odd semi-sibling of a mother. Thankfully she didn’t ever bother trying to hold authority over any of them; though they all know that they can’t hurt her (if they could emotionally, she’d still wake up and get her revenge somehow anyway).

While Sota complains that she doesn't meet enough horses (to fight probably) and Tauti shrugs off pretty much every sort of fight he has with his red sister, Nälkä lives up to his name and always is hungry for something. This makes him hangry all the time he supposes - for Nälkä that is just a state of being. Tauti usually says that that is the way he’s supposed to be, whatever the fuckshit that means.

(They’re all swearers, courtesy to their mother.)

He stalks the woods like a predator, but jerks his head back when a voice calls for him. Shit. He hadn’t paid attention to his surroundings - but thankfully it’s not his family. Or - he tilts his head, scrutinising the other - not the family he knows anyway. The black’s colorless orbs drift to the touch of green - a thing his siblings have - and back to the stuttering speaker. ”Yeah? So?” After all if they both have them, there’s nothing interesting about the male that the black stud would want to have - which makes the bay-green male less and less interesting.

@[Nolin] told you he’s a dick lol