Strolling{open}

[Zar]

The brown stallion walked amongst the large field. His expression blank and apathetic. His massive wings tucked at his sides. His ears were against his skull and his yellow orpts were fixed on nothing.

He finally returned to himself and then gazed around. "Everything has been so quiet lately," he said to himself. His gaze averted from the ground and it his eyes swiveled in all directions.


A sigh slipped from his nostrils as he gazed around once agian. "This herd is crumbling" he muttered. "The Fallen will rise strong and attack" he said as he lowered his head. He felt his forelock run in front of his eyes.

"Why am i thinking like this?" He scolded himself. "I am Aetos. The eldest and rightful heir of this herd" he snorted. "I will prove the Winged's strength" he said to himself.

He smirked at himself as he spoke softly to himself once agian. "I must really need a pep talk if i am doing myself" he spoke with a chuckle.

[Calla]

Wilma heard her leader speak. Her ears perked and she smiled. She walked almost silently behind him. "Hello?" She said quietly from behind. Her ears were gainst her head. "Am i disturbing you" she said with a smile.

[Omega]

Fira silently stood in the shadows. Hoping to hide his horn and appear to this new mare not a threat. Yet when he came out of the shadows. Which he did. His blood red horn shown perfectly in the light. His Fallen blood red eyes glaring at his leader. He made no movement to leave. He'd like to see what his leader would do never having met him. Fira snorted and trotted over to some grass and fluffed his wings shaking off some dew. He grazed the grass hungrily and ate quietly.

[Zar]

Aetos heard the new mares voice and he turned. A smile spread at the sight of his herd member. "Hello Wilma.. And of course you weren't disturbing me" he said with grin. "In fact i was hoping for some company" he said as he stepped closer toward the mare.

As he heard the snorts of another he turned his head. Aetos cocked his head slightly at the sight of the stranger. "You are?" He asked. "You must be part of the herd" he said. "Since you walk here so comfurtably" he pointed out".

Aetos stepped close and looked over the stallion. He paced around him curiously. "And not Fallen as you do not have three horns.. Wait.. You must be the half-breed i heard about" he said with a nod.

[Omega]

Fira moved his feet uncomfortably. He gave a snort and shook his neck. "Yes. I get that a lot. I'm Fira." he said pacing a bit as Aetos circled him. Fira then turned his attention to the mare. "You seem uneasy. Its just Aetos. He is no harm to you." he said calmly trying to earn likings from the mare and not hate and dislike because he is half blood.

[Zar]

Aetos released a warm laugh. "There is no harm in being a half-blood" he said. "In fact most before the split are half bloods between the tri-horns and the winged" he said with a warm grin.

Aetos turned toward Wilma and back toward Fira. "It is really only the Fallen who make a big deal about mix-breeds" he said with a shrug. "Even though their leader is one himself." He said with a snort.

[Omega]

Fira silently grinned. His red blank eyes shifted from the mare back to Aetos. "Your a half blood too huh? Well now I have a reason for those not to make fun of me." he said going off into mumbles.

[Calla]

Wilma looked at the newcomer with an interest. "Hello?" She said as she did not recongnize him. As the leader spoke she realized he was a half-breed she looked beilwdred. "you are?" she asked.

[Zar]

Aetos gave a slight nod. "Indeed i am. All of the leader desendents of old were half-breeds. Long ago they were not considered half-breeds but pure-bloods in fact" he said with a warm smile. "I miss those days.." He muttered softly.

"So.. How has scouting been going for you Wilma?" He asked with a forced smile. Lets hope no signs of Fallen he thought darkly to himself. Aetos gently swished his tail against his rump as he waited for a reply.

"Also for you Fira have you noticed anything unusual on patrols?" He asked with once agian a forced smile. Aetos held back a sigh as thoughts of the rival herd flashed into his mind. We must send in a spy.. he thought.

[Omega]

Fira's blood red eyes darkened. "I am only a herd member. I was not welcome as a ranger." he hissed through gritted teeth. "If only I was alive at that time. Of course I was born in the time were Half Bloods are hated and outcasts." he hissed darkly in his low cold voice which he aquired from his Fallen father.

[Zar]

"My mistake i thought you were a warrior or something" he said with a slightly ackward tone. "Fira you must remember half-breeds are not hated by all" she snorted. "So remember that" he said as he flexed his wings.

OOC//Writers block

[Calla]

Wilma couldn't help but release a chuckle at her leaders comment. She walked closer toward the two.

[Zar]

Aetos shook out his white mane in a gracful manner. "Well.." He said. "I have buissness to attend to so i shall be off" he said with a broad smile. The brown stallion turned from the two and galloped off towards the monument.

[Calla]

Wilma's ears perked as he galloped off. "What is he gonna do at the monument?" She said with a slightly cocked head.

[Omega]

Fira's pupils grew to average size and the redness of his dark eyes lightened as the mood was swished off with the cold wind of winter. His eyes now showed confusing becuase of his lack of being around other horses and usually settling being with himself inside his cave.

"We have a monumet?" he asked in curiousity.