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The darkness and silence of the night, it's like a monster or beast that wasn't always so stealthy, but could be as lethal as anything else out there. It gave signals of its approach by the change in temperature, and the change of colors in the sky above. The warmth of the reds, oranges, pinks and purples slowly turning to colors of dark blues, purples and black. True, protection could come from the stars and the moon above, but they weren't always around. In all this not everyone took heed in the warnings, and took their chance of escape while they could. Not everyone always ran back home, and or find shelter to hide until the protective light of the sun took the thrown of the land once more with its warm nature.

Janus just so happened to be part of that group, but it wasn't because he was stupid, or too slow to find a place to hide. Oh no. He just happened to be one whom found no fear in the night. He had no fear in the creatures that used the shadows to their advantage to prowl around for prey and victims. No. Janus was trained to accept the shadow of the night. He was trained to use the shadows and the cover of night to his advantage.

He loved the night, like a snake loved the warmth of the sun. He loved the silence, the shadows, and the mysterious that hide in among everything. He loved the thrill of running in to others that took shelter in it whether they are those whom would want to bring harm to him, or those who were could make for interesting conversation.

But why would something that seemed to pose no threat to anyone love the night? In all truth, Janus was a threat in his own right if someone managed to bring it out of him. He was a threat that just didn't give off the air of being a threat. But for now, he just took comfort in his walk through the forest to clear his head.

Keeping his unseen gaze tight, the stallion carefully watched the young colt's actions as he mind kept clear notes about them. Though the youngster didn't seem like any sort of threat Janus knew it was best to always keep good notes on those he met, and those he observed since one could never know what such information may come in handy some say. As they say, information is power, the the key to great things, even if those things did mean the death and demise of others, but as long as you get what you want in the end...

With the flick of his tail he resisted a rolls of his eyes, and opts to just shake his head at the colt's words. "Nice to meet you" wasn't exactly what a majority of others often said to him, and for good reason.

"A twin and dead parents huh?" The news of a twin, and dead parents was something that did peek his own interest, for Janus himself could relate with him having his own twin, a brother, and a dead parent of his own, his father. Though, Janus could say his mother might as well be dead to him since he wished to have thing to do with the mare. For all he cared she was better off dead and Janus would spit on her grave, happily.

"Yes, but I'm not sure if I should even tell you the meaning and history behind these markings. It really is none of your business in the first place, though I do highly doubt you would even run in to another like myself. You may say I an not bad, but if you knew the truth about me you might think differently. I don't have the cleanest record in the world after all. I was born for one reason, and I lived out that reason, and the only reason I can't continue to do so is because of my arrival to these lands."