[PRP] Quiet Fire... (Brimstone & 四郎 *Shiro*)

[~Twilight...Angel~]

Shiro had woken up early that day, as usual. Checked on his garden, watering each plant on their own and even singing to the garden as a whole. Though he is on the quiet side, plants seem to grow better when you touch them and sing to them. It's just something that he has accepted. And why he does it as early in the morning as possible. After all, he wouldn't want his brothers to hear his singing. They would probably want him to perform and he has no interest in that. Slowly Shiro gently touched each plant in a fond farewell, then headed toward the jungle, deciding it was a good day to wander about. And he always did enjoy watching other Soquili go about their business, so maybe he could find some on the way. A traveling herd perhaps. Really no matter what he was sure it was going to be a good day.

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Slowly Shiro made his way out of his jungle home, taking in the sights and smells around him. Something cause his nose a bit. He really wasn't sure what it was, but he didn't mind it. It was an interesting scent. Maybe it was something he could find and explore. He was sure he would find out if he just kept walking.

On his way to find the interesting smell, he found a stream. The water was so crisp and clear, you could see all the pebbles at the bottom. There were so many different colors and textures. Carefully he stepped into the stream bed. The small fish that were there scattered. So many colors and glimmers as they went on their way. It was really an impressive sight to behold. Even if you were one who has seen such things a million times before, there is simply no way that one couldn't enjoy the sight. As these thoughts crossed his mind Shiro carefully picked at the multi colored pebbles in the stream bed. They glimmered in the sun just as much as the fish themselves. Really there was just no way he could see so many colors happening in such small things. Digging around a bit more, he decided to take some of the small stones with him. Turning the carefully, he decided on a few that he really enjoyed the colors of. They kind of reminded him of his brothers. With that thought he smiled a bit, placing the stones into a pouch he had with him. It was a bit difficult, but he managed well enough. As he finished he carefully slung the bag back onto himself.

Carefully Shiro waded back out of the water, turning and watching the fish come back to where his feet left the water. They were searching for things he may have stirred up to eat. Fish really were silly little things when one thought of it. Just flitting about in the water, eating small things that most didn't even give a second thought about. Again Shiro caught himself smiling.

Content with his adventure with the fish, he shook out his paws and continued on his way. Off to find something else that may catch his attention next.

Frezir

 

[Frezir]

Brimstone had been enjoying her early morning sunbath. She was part serpent and needed the warmth of the sun to help keep her body temperature up. But she usually doesn't need to do it because of her fur coat as well. She was alone since a young age. Her mother was a monstrous being that attacked her for her looks. Shaking off the nightmare from her sunbath, Brim headed off towards her favorite watering hole.

The creek of rainbows, it was what she named it after finding it one day when she was just a foal. She stopped in place at an unfamiliar scent. It made the serpent inside of her growl with fangs bared. She wasn't much of a fighter, but would attack to protect her home. She finally got to the creek to find it had been disturbed. The small fish have went into hiding and some of the stones were taken. Her fur began to raise up as she followed the sent to see who this creature was.

Her glowing eyes shifted more to serpent like eyes as she quietly followed the scent. She was not far off from the being in question. She stopped as she noticed they had paws as well. She looked down at her own, wondering if she wasn't alone.

~Twilight...Angel~

 

[~Twilight...Angel~]

Shiro as carefully considering his steps as he decided to head more into the woods. He could recall a bit of an opening or clearing ahead. Though he wasn't completely positive. Since he wasn't out with any of his brothers, he hadn't bothered to bring along his maps. The goal of the day was just to enjoy himself. There were no ceremonies or missions that he was aware of. And he was sure his four brothers could handle it on their own. Even their sister who had come back to them would be able to help them. And there was even a member of the herd who helped in the gardens. He didn't mind her much, but he tried to stay out of her way for the most part.

As his mind cleared, his voice started to come out. It wasn't often that he sang away from the plants. It just simply happened. The song was from when he was just a child in the herd. So long ago that was. The herd was now broken. Only a few of them had found each other. And one of his brothers had already left them again. It was a sad affair, but not much could be done about it. He sighed as he sang, his voice seeming a quiet murmur over the sounds of the woods. Though if one listened, the could probably hear it carrying on the wind.

Shiro's steps were careful and calculated. Light and noiseless for his size. His brothers and himself were all large compared to most. It was always funny to him how they were able to do the jobs they did with their size. Just went to show someone how much training they really had within their herd.

As he continued on, his ears flicked back and forth, his tail carefully considering the ground as he walked. The sounds were vivid enough around him to make it easy to tell if someone was around. His keen sense of smell would help as well, though the scent he had picked up and followed earlier seemed to leave him. That wasn't a terribly bad thing. A Walker would have smelled much more potent. And if there had been danger, the birds would have scattered long ago. Needless to say, his defenses were down. There was really no need for him to be on guard.

As he continued on, a bright patch of colors caught his eye. Looking over, there was a rather large patch of flowers. It was certainly an interesting sight to behold. All kinds of colors had gathered in a single patch of bright sunlight. Looking up to the sky, he raised his voice as he sang again. Singing to the flowers and the forest. The song was his favorite thing from his old herd. Something that he had always made sure to keep with him. As his thoughts slowly left him and his singing picked up, a strong breeze came by picking up his hair in the wind, moving his fur. Even some of the flowers lost their petals. It was a strange wind, but he wasn't concerned at the moment. Nothing would concern him.

Frezir

So, I figured after that he probably actually wouldn't have his mask on :'D Or his obi, since he's just going out. So that to the left is his unmasked version.