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ultimum eques
the golden eyes
stoneguard
albino oriental
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the golden eyes
stoneguard
albino oriental
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[div style="max-width: 360px; font-family: georgia; color: #664b4a; text-align: left; padding-top: 8px; padding-left: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 12px;"]NEVER GETS ANY BETTER, ONLY GETS WORSE
It had grown exceedingly obvious many housed within the hollow carved from unyielding stone bore issues where sleep was concerned, varying each though that proven largely unimportant. Strange had it become to find the delicate veil of his own slumber disturbed by vaguely registered movement, to depart and locate another with ease, enjoyed a silence that filled the atmosphere awaiting the coming dusk. Possibly it was because sleep had proven a rare commodity among those he deemed his comrades, friend some and even fewer family, familiar and thus indulged.
These people were not his friends, nor did any fit the empty title of family. Time the only remedy to such, quelled the faint hope it may find a willing recipient given enough was allowed to pass.
A purpose drove him from his chosen sleeping area, the call long since swallowed in the idle strings of softly spoken conversation a driving force. Mild his interest as he made vague notes of those present, faces unfamiliar many still present in the shade filled cavern. Away his vision turned, of more interest those drawn forth, the mouth illuminated by the spill of new light. Expected Damion, further intrigued as he split away from the rest, his vision turned to some distant point to allow the hound his privacy. The preparations of another was none of his business, unknown the prayer he led prior to joining those who would depart alongside the vanguard.
Piqued further was his curiosity as the auburn hued youth was caught in his line of sight, a presence that had grown familiar. Vincent could not speak as highly as some, in particular Aesior rose to mind with how he treated the rabbit as though he was his own, but readily allowed himself to nurture a small sense of pride. Still it was difficult to decide if Fraggle was one of exceeding bravery or simply a fool, maybe he best categorised as both, though he could easily deem all children as such. It was simply a part of life, growing up necessitating a bravery that allowed one to push against regulations and rules, trouble as good a teacher as any other.
"Good morning." Put forth a rather general greeting for all present, slight the incline of his head to each. No further would he put forth, for now occupied a spot somewhat separate from the rest, his gaze slow in a sweep along the immediate landscape present around them.
[/td][/tr][/table]These people were not his friends, nor did any fit the empty title of family. Time the only remedy to such, quelled the faint hope it may find a willing recipient given enough was allowed to pass.
A purpose drove him from his chosen sleeping area, the call long since swallowed in the idle strings of softly spoken conversation a driving force. Mild his interest as he made vague notes of those present, faces unfamiliar many still present in the shade filled cavern. Away his vision turned, of more interest those drawn forth, the mouth illuminated by the spill of new light. Expected Damion, further intrigued as he split away from the rest, his vision turned to some distant point to allow the hound his privacy. The preparations of another was none of his business, unknown the prayer he led prior to joining those who would depart alongside the vanguard.
Piqued further was his curiosity as the auburn hued youth was caught in his line of sight, a presence that had grown familiar. Vincent could not speak as highly as some, in particular Aesior rose to mind with how he treated the rabbit as though he was his own, but readily allowed himself to nurture a small sense of pride. Still it was difficult to decide if Fraggle was one of exceeding bravery or simply a fool, maybe he best categorised as both, though he could easily deem all children as such. It was simply a part of life, growing up necessitating a bravery that allowed one to push against regulations and rules, trouble as good a teacher as any other.
"Good morning." Put forth a rather general greeting for all present, slight the incline of his head to each. No further would he put forth, for now occupied a spot somewhat separate from the rest, his gaze slow in a sweep along the immediate landscape present around them.
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