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 Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 11:00 pm
  A lost colt who can't remember his parents, and a protector of the herd. Who knows what'll come of this meeting, and if Trend will find his parents or something else?
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 11:02 pm
"Ergh..."
Trendelian slowly raised his head from the soft grasses, glancing around somewhat muzzily. His head was spinning in a rather dizzying manner, and for a moment he lowered it back down, waiting for the vertigo to subside before he raised it again and tried to stand. The colt's legs were wobbly at first, but he shook himself a little and glanced around, taking several steps to gain confidence in the shaky appendages. A sweet little breeze tousled his forelock and wafted the delicious scent of flowering grasses into his nostrils, and for a moment he was tempted to lower his muzzle and start grazing. But hold on...
"... Where am I?"
That was most certainly a problem.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 11:36 pm
►► V A L D I E N p r o t e c t o r __ o f __ t h e __ g r e a t e r __ h e r d━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Valdien arched an eyebrow, standing on the crest of a hill, his ears held erect. He eyes the young colt down below warily, confused as to his behavior. The stallion's wings were pressed tightly to his flanks, the cool night breeze slipping through the multi-hued feathers.
Cool blue eyes studied the foal, watching at the colt looked around himself in confusion. A frown creased Valdien's brows, and the stallion proudly picked his way down the steep slope at a jog, his footfalls confident, even in the moonless night.
As he neared the young Azrein, Valdien stopped when he was about twenty paces away, his head held high, neck arched proudly in the night. The breeze stirred his hair, tendrils of his lavender mane tickling his neck and face as they were lifted in the air.
"Hello, little one," Valdien called out. His voice was soft; a gentle baritone, reminiscent of a kind father figure. Valdien struck quite a figure in the dark night, and he knew it. He always wanted to be a mentor of sorts to the little ones, and so he was, as usual, on his best behavior. And if this little one was lost, Valdien would be sure to help him in any way he could. He was, after all, Protector of the Greater Herd. "Why are you alone at this time of night? You must know that these days it isn't wise to stray too far from your Herd, young one."
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 12:21 am
The sound of another's voice startled him out of his quiet befuddlement, and Trend clumsily whirled around, stumbling back a few steps out of slight fear; his night vision wasn't exactly the best, so it took some squinting and head tilting before he made out the image of the stallion, and he snorted loudly in surprise to see the wings perched on the other's back. Now wasn't the time to be freaking out though, he wasn't any scaredy colt, right?
"Um, hi there!" Trend called, boldly stepping closer and twitching his little tail about quickly. Wow, this guy was big... maybe he'd get that big someday? And grow wings, too, yeah right. The colt snorted to himself, then quickly tried to pay attention to what the other had to say. "Herd...? Um... I don't have one?"
Indeed, the foal was searching his memories... to find that he had none. At least, none that told him anything useful. Trend shuddered his skin a little to rid himself of imaginary flies, eying Valdien again with a confused look. "I kinda wish I knew what you were talking about, but um... I don't." The colt whickered a bit sheepishly, then quickly sat down so that he could scratch an itch behind his ear, looking rather ridiculous in the process.
"Uh, what's your name?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 1:29 am
►► V A L D I E N p r o t e c t o r __ o f __ t h e __ g r e a t e r __ h e r d━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Valdien blinked, mildly surprised at the colt's words. "Don't have one, you say?" The stallion closed the distance between the two of them, lowering his head to nudge the colt's head with his nose. "You must have one, little one. How else would you be here if you didn't have parents?" The question was merely rhetorical, though Valdien would question him more in detail a bit later on.
"My name is Valdien, Bonded to King Azreth. I am the protector of the Greater Herd, and as such, you are now under my care." Valdien extended a wing, cupping it over the foal's little body, adding symbolization to his words. "Might I ask your name, little colt?"
Valdien's tone was soothing; he took care to try to calm the little foal, as he seemed a bit...confused and slightly high-strung.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 12:47 pm
Trend blinked in return, tilting his head again. That made sense when the other put it that way, and the colt shook his head a little in an attempt to think more clearly. "I don't know... I guess I don't remember?" Looking up at the wing that moved to shelter him, the foal sniffed at the feathers curiously before looking up at Valdien with slightly widened eyes.
"My name? It's uh...."He scrunched his eyes shut, then bobbed his head quickly. "Trendelian! Yup. You can call me Trend though, it's easier." Trend sighed a little; it was comfortably warm under Valdien's wing and rather fluffy, tempting him to start dozing.
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