Green Labyrinth
He has been looking for his twin for many days now. It occurred to him a short while ago that they have not spoken properly, alone, since their mother's death. It strikes him that they should probably try to do so if at all possible, so he's been searching far and wide for any sign of her. Alas, the Rift's lands are vast, and the yearling's intelligent mind can't help but wonder if perhaps this corrupted place is purposefully keeping him from his sibling. Finally, he sees her. The fact there's a crowd gathered around does not concern him - why should it? In Vulkán's one-track-mind, the thing he is focusing on takes presidence over everything else. In this case, it's the search for Otem. Whatever else is happening around him - the opening of some new lands, it seems - is of secondary importance to Vulkán's hellbent desire to speak with his sister. To others this way of thinking may seem at best slightly odd, and at worst downright selfish, but to Vulkán it is just normal. Finding Otem has become part of his routine, and he does not accept changes to his routine. He tilts his wings to bring him into land nearby. There seems to have been some sort of a ruckus - his father is swiftly admonishing a stallion who had been making conversation with Otem. Again, this is entirely irrelevant to the bulky yearling as he ambles towards his sibling, seeking to place his muzzle against her left shoulder in greeting. "I have been looking for you, Otem." In other colts who have just found their twin sisters after many days of fruitless searching, their voices would be glowing with relief, high-pitched with the sheer thrill of seeing their sibling. Not Vulkán. His voice is as monotone and unremarkable as ever, without a single deviation in pitch. It does not cross his mind that it might be silly to usher his sister away to talk when there's so much going on - the only thing that gives him pause is the sheer number of people here, so he reluctantly remains where he is for now to see if anything else happens. |
@Otem
