07-07-2021, 06:51 PM
ONCE YOU COMMITTED ME
Rounded ears turned down as Vale's shriek brushed past. At least this wasn't another visitor. Especially one from Tanglewood that begged for mercy and simultaneously threatened them, which was quite contradictory to Aegon. Despite that, he kept his hopes high. New flesh. That wouldn't hurt, especially if the leader knew them already. Snake-like eyes narrowed as he watched the leader land on the dragon's nose. He let his mind run as ve did so, not speaking out about the fact that he presumed Renlys would end Vale in one snap of their large jaws. Luckily, all seemed swell.
A steed though? No. The lion's brow furrowed and attempted to exchange a glance with Vale. "No," he lamely replied. "I'm afraid you have mistaken for a horse." Or a whore after midnight. "I would prefer not to be... ridden." He would try anything once, but the horseman was afraid many had already tried that, per his title. Instead, he straightened out and placed his paws firmly upon the ground, standing tall and independent. Aegon, horseman of death, was done with that cruel joke.
He momentarily looked over towards Beezlebub and offered a subtle smirk in greeting. They seemed pleasant per usual. If they were as great as finding shade as they proclaimed, then perhaps he would take them up on that offer sometime.
The blooding was something the Pittian had yet to hear about, as his stay hadn't been that long. As Vale gestured ver's wing in his direction, he merely craned his head and made an internal note to inquire further about that. Having his head dunked into a red river by a small crow seemed almost comical though.
A steed though? No. The lion's brow furrowed and attempted to exchange a glance with Vale. "No," he lamely replied. "I'm afraid you have mistaken for a horse." Or a whore after midnight. "I would prefer not to be... ridden." He would try anything once, but the horseman was afraid many had already tried that, per his title. Instead, he straightened out and placed his paws firmly upon the ground, standing tall and independent. Aegon, horseman of death, was done with that cruel joke.
He momentarily looked over towards Beezlebub and offered a subtle smirk in greeting. They seemed pleasant per usual. If they were as great as finding shade as they proclaimed, then perhaps he would take them up on that offer sometime.
The blooding was something the Pittian had yet to hear about, as his stay hadn't been that long. As Vale gestured ver's wing in his direction, he merely craned his head and made an internal note to inquire further about that. Having his head dunked into a red river by a small crow seemed almost comical though.
NOW YOU'VE ACQUITTED ME