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 Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 1:39 pm
Thanos bobbed his head a bit. "Yes I have a herd. I lead them together with my brother Thorn." He didn't bother to explain that Thorn was not his true brother, he just referred to his as such for ease of remembering. Slowly he watched the other stallion circle him yet again, well he was quite curious wasn't he. Thanos like him...at least he thought he liked him. It was too difficult to be sure out that, but at least for once he didn't run into a horse that was totally disgusted by his appearance. And yet he wasn't sure if he was comfortable with all this positive acceptance either.
"We do more that keep him sane." Peace said from his hidden spot in Thanos' mane.
"That's right! We help his mold this world into our...his vision!" War cried, chirping wildly at the other stallion.
"Are they like me?" He asked. "Well yes in a way. They are undead like me." He had to stop and think for a moment. Were there any other similarities between him and his herd. Well there was that one that....uh. "By like me you mean falling apart, yes some are, but only a bit. I am the worst off out of all of them." He could remember that one had a leg of bones with no flesh, although which one that was he couldn't remember.
"They came from Hell yes." Wait did the other one ask something about his rats. Did others have rats? As far as he could remember he was the only one who had any. His herd members seemed so disgusted by his rats at times that he doubted they would have any. At least he figured they wouldn't have any if they found his so disgusting. "No, only I have rats. The others have nothing."
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 11:58 pm
The rat he was attempting to sight would not emerge, so after another moment's pause, Inteus drew his head back to listen to the stallion's replies. This had turned out to be very interesting indeed! There were horses from Hell, back in the world of the living, some of which were a walking collection of death and reincarnation! These were definitely some things to mull over in his mind. Would he like to meet the rest of this Hell-herd? Would get that chance? Did he really, actually want to meet regular herd members? Or an entire herd, for that matter?
He did not know. The Fjord was unsure about the whole idea of a herd. One one side, there was power in numbers, and the opportunity for leadership: something he was good at. On the other side, there was hierarchy and following and..... restrictions... Though.... with a stallion like this leading, he could perhaps see the appeal to a herd.
Zoning back in, Inteus realized that he had just asked a bunch of questions, and forgot they had sort of started exchanging info, so instead of asking another question, he offered an opinion and pushed those burning urges aside.
"Sounds like a lot of work and patience, leading a herd that is."
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:47 pm
Once again Thanos found himself amused with the other stallions fascination with his body and his rats. It was...what was the word he was looking for...refreshing? Yes, that was it, refreshing. Hell even some of his hear members seemed put off by his looks. It really wasn't his fault though. Years, or at least he thought it was years, in Hell did that to ones body. Though there was a chance that it had started off as injuries he had incurred before death and they had decayed over time. Well he would ask the rats about that some other time. After all they did hold all his precious memories and thoughts for him, so surely they would know they answer. Where they would be willing to give up that information was a whole different story. Surely Peace would, with some complaints from War of course.
He shook his head to get himself out of his current string of thought. "Yes it is a lot of hard work. As for patience, I don't know what that is. But I'm sure it's important." He said idly, wondering a bit about this patience thing Inteus had mentioned. "Although my herd is currently a bit...lazy, so my job is easy enough." That was a half truth, sure keeping track of the herd itself was easy when all they did was stand in the grasses at the base of the mountain and fill their bellies. But they should be doing so much more than that. They should have already made their move. And no matter how hard he tried they didn't see to care about the herd original plans for shaping the world into their vision.
"Patience is like being able to wait for something to happen without getting angered about how long it is taking." Peace said quietly while climbing out of the stallions mane.
"Oh?" Thanos said in response to Peaces explanation of what patience meant. "Well then I suppose I'm not patient at all." He had grown irritated over his herds laziness. It was beginning to look like they had agreed to his and Thorn's plan just so that they could get a second chance at life and nothing else. Well they certainly wouldn't get a normal life, they were undead, some falling apart somewhat like himself. They would never fit in, ever.
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