02-26-2018, 03:51 AM
He had been summoned and he came forth, despite the way his mind wasn't entirely focused these days. His encounter with the Shieldmaiden has changed something in him that made his whole outward demeanor feel slightly off. There was a more subdued expression on his alabaster face, his bright eyes that were often filled with curiosity are now dimmed into indifference. On his way to the Portal he had made another stop first, the end result being him unable to hear and needing to break something that wasn't his. How he planned to accomplish this the boy wasn't entirely sure, but he figured like everything else it would happen when it needed to.
Ice blossomed beneath each hoof as he slid along silently. Leroy had come to nestle itself between his ears, tenderly weaving his thick mane into small, intricate braids. It almost seemed like the spider bot could sense that something was different about the grullo. And it wasn't the loss of hearing. Although that did hinder things slightly for the cripple. Now that he had lost an entire sense he was struggling to make his way around the lands. Although he could still easily see and move freely, being unable to hear the rustling of the trees, or the sounds of the Rift's magic lurking about, put the colt in a much more vulnerable position.
These lands were dangerous, especially when closer to what seemed to be the main source of power; the portal. But Vynter was never one to be afraid, not to mention Leroy had been helpful with informing him if there was something coming up from behind. The two had a very nice working relationship together.
Before he knew it he was finally at his destination, looking around quietly among the brush in hopes of finding the Living Tree that they were seeking. His orb of light had followed swiftly behind, giving off a soft glow as it pulsated peacefully beside him. It had become another companion of sorts to the paint, its constant light a reminder that he did indeed have a purpose here in these lands. With his little band of buddies behind him, he felt a sense of confidence, and thus patiently waited for any sign of this Tree the Matron had spoken of.
Ice blossomed beneath each hoof as he slid along silently. Leroy had come to nestle itself between his ears, tenderly weaving his thick mane into small, intricate braids. It almost seemed like the spider bot could sense that something was different about the grullo. And it wasn't the loss of hearing. Although that did hinder things slightly for the cripple. Now that he had lost an entire sense he was struggling to make his way around the lands. Although he could still easily see and move freely, being unable to hear the rustling of the trees, or the sounds of the Rift's magic lurking about, put the colt in a much more vulnerable position.
These lands were dangerous, especially when closer to what seemed to be the main source of power; the portal. But Vynter was never one to be afraid, not to mention Leroy had been helpful with informing him if there was something coming up from behind. The two had a very nice working relationship together.
Before he knew it he was finally at his destination, looking around quietly among the brush in hopes of finding the Living Tree that they were seeking. His orb of light had followed swiftly behind, giving off a soft glow as it pulsated peacefully beside him. It had become another companion of sorts to the paint, its constant light a reminder that he did indeed have a purpose here in these lands. With his little band of buddies behind him, he felt a sense of confidence, and thus patiently waited for any sign of this Tree the Matron had spoken of.
Vynter
My will is a sword that cuts down anything in my way
image credit to Skylark
TLDR; Vynter's waiting for any sign of the Living Tree so he can catch it.
@Valkyrie @Kisamoa @Ruwin
TLDR; Vynter's waiting for any sign of the Living Tree so he can catch it.
@Valkyrie @Kisamoa @Ruwin