There is a vague cloud of danger that surrounds the sharp-toothed mare before him, but it does little to dissuade his interest. Though not the type to seek out peril or conflict, he is also not the type to flee when faced with either. Smart? Perhaps not, but like any other fool, he is unlikely to change until something disastrous occurs.
The sunlight glints and shatters as it falls over the newly displayed scales, the razor-edges of her teeth. Not quite blinding, but certainly fetching and tempting all in one. He chuckles somewhat dismissively at her statement.
His years of herd life had taught him many things, and though many of those things are irrelevant to today’s lifestyles, the one bit that endures is his deference toward women. His favorite companion back then had been lethal in more ways than one, and that was before magic and myth were commonplace as they are now. He could only imagine the havoc she could create with today’s abilities.
“You live and you learn.”
He shifts his weight subtly, though the feathers of his wings ruffle energetically with the pleasure at her compliments. The fact that he is physically attractive has never been lost on him and he still takes advantage of it to this day. From what he’s gathered, his new additions only serve to enhance the illusion.
But, “You’ll find yourself disappointed if you’re looking for something exciting here.”
“I’m from the simple days of Beqanna’s past, where I collected pretty little girls on a small piece of land and thought that made me a real man.”
Where agitation once wrapped his words, amusement now sits in its place, bred of his slow acceptance that he will survive despite the old ways having fallen to the wayside. An impish smile brightens the natural solemnity of his features.
“But surely the lovely lady must have great tales to share, no?”
Some things never change.
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"The comfort zone is always the most desirable place to be. But in settling for comfort, there is a price to pay and it comes in the death of ambition, of hope, of youth, and the death of self."
-Simon Barnes
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