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Dimitri slipped through the trees silently, a specter in the gloom. The only thing that gave him away as something more than a shadow was the majestic sun mask her wore proudly on his head. Having no particular destination, he was simply enjoying the journey, thinking of everything and nothing all at once. In the distance he heard the babbling of a small stream and instinctively traveled towards it, ears perked for any other sound. Though it was not a sound that alerted him of foreign company, but the scent of an unknown stallion on the wind. With a twitch of his nose, Dimi continued to trot along, not particularly caring if his path intersected with this new male or not. Nevertheless, a few moments later and he stepped out from the cover of the trees, the stream slipping by before him and a large, spotted stallion off to his side.

At first, Dimitri mistook him for an elder, due to his massive size, but then simply accredited it to a possible draft heritage. This male did not have the air of an elder. The mask on Dimi's face completely shielded his eyes, making them impossible for the uni-kirin to see, so Dimi looked him over freely. He wondered if, possibly, this male was part of his old herd, which was full of mask-wearing soq, but did not really care due to the... rocky... relationship he had with said herd. After a few moments, Dimitri noticed how tired the stallion seemed and became curious- was he chasing something or being chased...?

Dimitri nodded at the greeting and replied measuringly, "Good afternoon..." and tilted his head in reply to Gabriel's head-tilt. The stallion before him was quite good looking, Dimitri would give him that. Though he was abnormally large, that probably gave him some sort of charm around the ladies. Then, Dimitri gave a slight snort as he answered Gabrie'ls question, "Super hero? Not particularly... damsels in distress give me a headache." Pausing, Dimitri pondered for a moment what to say next. He had never particularly gotten along with stallions, but that was not reason not to try...

"So then... your mask is... an ox, if I'm guessing correctly... amazing it fits. Usually a Soq's head doesn't get big enough... Would you happen to be part draft?" Dimitri was truly curious as to how the male had gotten his mask, and how he had gotten big enough to wear it.

((XD It sounds like Dimi and Gabriel came from the same herd... Is it anything like what is mentioned in Dimi's background...? ))

Dimitri frowned slightly, though the expression went unseen. Certainly, he disliked females that always needed taking care of, but he would help someone if it were necessary. He wasn't heartless, but he wasn't a knight in shining armor either. When he replied, he made sure his voice was as emotionless as possible, "Yes... to each their own... no sense in trying to change people, a waste of energy really."

He nodded as he listened to Gabriel's explanation, that was a potent mix of blood right there. "I confess, I tend to be curious of other masked Soquili... since I grew up in a herd full of them. What an interesting mix. My mother was part uni, always wore a moon mask..." Pausing he wondered what else they could talk about. So strange, he never ran out of things to say around mares, but around stallions? What was there to talk about, really... "So... what brings you to around these parts?" ... he was terrible at small talk...

(( ^_^ Oh good.... *chuckles* Would've been funny/complicated if they were distantly related... XD This is much more simple... ))

Dimitri nodded in return to Gabriel's comment. It was true, there wasn't much to say. He could be playful and witty if the conversation called for such, but this one was so bland he wasn't sure what to do with it. At the comment on curiosity he replied back almost out of habit, "Alas, curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back..." He paused and shrugged, "Though I know what it is like to be compelled not to talk about family things... I will not ask then."

Looking around himself curiously, he tried to discern where he even was. As a wanderer, he often didn't really pay attention to where he was going, just that he was going somewhere. He didn't often go on quests either, though it seemed that his male really wanted to find whoever he was looking for, to have pushed himself so hard. With a bored sigh he replied, "Me? I just wander, hoping perhaps that something interesting will happen. Had a run in with a skinwalker not too long ago, but that's about as exciting as it gets around here... perhaps I'll head towards the ocean. I really hate being bored."

Dimitri nodded, "Yes, yes... I get what you mean. I am not the kind to pry, so fear not for your secrets." And he truly wasn't. Dimitri hated it when people asked him about his mask or why he wouldn't take it off- that was his business and no one else's.

But then Gabriel seemed to perk as they finally hit a conversational topic of interest. However, at Gabriel's taunt Dimitri tossed his head and laughed, "I could not run like a chicken if I tried, I have four legs whereas a chicken has two. And I agree, I may not look like a brawler but I will fight for a cause and I will fight when necessary. Funnily enough, I don't often have to go looking for a fight since they tend to follow my honest tongue. Soq hate hearing the truth if it isn't what they want to hear. And as it were, my mask makes up for my lack of horns, if you catch my drift."

He paused slightly for dramatic effect before continuing the conversation on skinwalkers, "To tell the dead honest true, I got in a scrap with a skinwalker and lost. Gave him a bloody nose and broken tail for the trouble, but a foal got in the way and I decided to get the foal out of trouble... So technically, I did end up fleeing, but if I ever see that skinwalker again perhaps we will be able to finish our battle." Looking Gabriel over he nodded, "You look definitely look like a fighter, but brawling isn't just about bulk and strength. What I lack in size and muscle I make up for in speed and wit."

Dimitri suppressed a chuckle, the stallion certainly had a lot to say, and then yawned as though he were bored. Certainly, if he were bored, he would not have so much to talk about. "Alas, you must understand that you are not the norm. Many a Soq will not like hearing the truth. Obviously, honesty is the best policy, but it is worthless if it falls upon deaf ears."

Shrugging he continued, "And as much as one might admire skinwalkers, if it is between my life and theirs, I would rather keep mine. Personally, I don't care much for the two breeds you mentioned- they tend to always be angry about something and it gets so boring and predictable." Dimitri paused at Gabriel's angry response- he knew insulting this male would have been somehow inevitable. He seemed to be itching for a fight, as if that was his only point in life. Well, Dimi certainly would not be the one to start the brawl if there were to even be one.

"Ah, I never discounted the speed and wit of those bigger than me, but every fighter has their strengths. While someone with great strength may also be cunning and agile, their major advantage will be their strength. On top of that, every fighter has a weakness."

((Rolling for who wins--- If 1 -> Gabriel wins ; If 2 -> Dimitri wins.

Result: 1 - Gabriel wins in the end!))

Dimi quirked an eyebrow under his mask and refused to tilt his head up to look at Gabriel as he came closer. The mix-breed male was only a bit larger than Dimi, but enough that Dimitri had to look up a bit to look Gabriel in the eye. He turned his head slightly, the shadows of his mask ever-blocking his eyes from view, about to reply when Gabriel shoved him. With a snort, the black stallion grumbled, "What the heck was that for?"

Shimmying to the side a bit, Dimitri pawed the ground, "I don't like getting pushed around. Do you intend to inform me what we are about to brawl over or should I just assumed you are hot-blooded?"