04-02-2021, 07:34 PM
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ultimum eques
the golden eyes
stoneguard
albino oriental
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the golden eyes
stoneguard
albino oriental
tags
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An enigma. Rather apt a descriptor where concerned the one deemed Aesior, a point of interest as much he was grievance, false his once held belief all were open books needing little effort to understand. Aside that particular line of thought had been placed when his intrusion upon this barren land had brought contact with a sort that seemed of a different cloth, each more intriguing than the next. Yet, as though his mind had become but clockwork set on a particular schedule, always back was he drawn to that particular individual.
It seemed a habit had been made of finding the presence of the other, coincidence all it was though to stop his thoughts from turning to other reasoning a task he did not undergo, drawn almost. There was no foul intent behind it, nothing more than old habits that seemed to evade the grave given any chance. All the same annoyance sparked, a simmering heat in his chest, brief the twist of lips, a frown light beneath the crease of his brow. Internal the cause, indulged this childish whim to find understanding in a manner unconscious and unwanted, and thus it was directed.
Between the stream gently gurgled, slowed as the runoff caused by melted ice dwindled, their voices lost, mild the interest beneath his apprehension. Short the time he lingered, enough the final seeds were placed in shallow spaces dug out for each in turn, continued his study as Aesior settled, seemingly pleased with the progress made thus far. His thoughts turned to other pursuits, unnecessary his intrusion where it was surely act as a hindrance rather than aid, the notion dashed as others approached.
Fragglerock, a strange child who bore a name of similar status, pleasant enough though a point of contest Vincent could not understand. And then the one who seemed the root cause of the hostility, her words stolen though apparent the manner her visage twisted, poison laced a tongue that moved too freely. Thoughtless his movement, cool still the water though it barely rose to graze elbows and knees, stained his paws by sediment as he pulled himself up onto the opposing embankment. Time enough was there to handle that, the sparse vegetation gaining a fine layer as he stopped at irregular intervals to remove at least some of it.
Still overly apparent that which remained as he came to a stop, allowed some distance between himself and the trio. "It seems you have been quite busy." He trailed into silence, gaze moving over the patches of smoothed over earth. It was more than he could say for some, at the least, off hand his next remark. "I would be willing to assist if you need it."
[/td][/tr][/table]It seemed a habit had been made of finding the presence of the other, coincidence all it was though to stop his thoughts from turning to other reasoning a task he did not undergo, drawn almost. There was no foul intent behind it, nothing more than old habits that seemed to evade the grave given any chance. All the same annoyance sparked, a simmering heat in his chest, brief the twist of lips, a frown light beneath the crease of his brow. Internal the cause, indulged this childish whim to find understanding in a manner unconscious and unwanted, and thus it was directed.
Between the stream gently gurgled, slowed as the runoff caused by melted ice dwindled, their voices lost, mild the interest beneath his apprehension. Short the time he lingered, enough the final seeds were placed in shallow spaces dug out for each in turn, continued his study as Aesior settled, seemingly pleased with the progress made thus far. His thoughts turned to other pursuits, unnecessary his intrusion where it was surely act as a hindrance rather than aid, the notion dashed as others approached.
Fragglerock, a strange child who bore a name of similar status, pleasant enough though a point of contest Vincent could not understand. And then the one who seemed the root cause of the hostility, her words stolen though apparent the manner her visage twisted, poison laced a tongue that moved too freely. Thoughtless his movement, cool still the water though it barely rose to graze elbows and knees, stained his paws by sediment as he pulled himself up onto the opposing embankment. Time enough was there to handle that, the sparse vegetation gaining a fine layer as he stopped at irregular intervals to remove at least some of it.
Still overly apparent that which remained as he came to a stop, allowed some distance between himself and the trio. "It seems you have been quite busy." He trailed into silence, gaze moving over the patches of smoothed over earth. It was more than he could say for some, at the least, off hand his next remark. "I would be willing to assist if you need it."
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