Roscorro
A shadow fell of the trees, traveling at a high speed over the jungle canopy as the tribid flew through the air. His massive wings beat against the air, stirring the leaves as they propelled the stallion forward. He passed over Aurelia position with a might whoops, the trees swaying and groaning in his wake. As he soared over her head he heard her great cry. Unable to see the mare down bellow fore the thickness of the trees, he was not expecting to hear such an explosive noise. He rolled in the air, thrown off balance by the surprise. Wings splayed out the catch himself he barely managed to avoid colliding with the tops of the trees. They groaned and the leaves thrashed and his hooves and scaled paws sank within their depths, snapping a few twigs as the tribrid regained control.
His nostrils flared, his heart pounding against his chest as he cast his gaze around about. "Hello?!" He called, his powerful voice easily spanning the gap between them. "Are you okay down there?" He hovered above the trees where he had heard the initial cry. Head lowered, long ears angled forward to better hear the voice of the horse below over his powerful wingbeats, he waited for a response. He had no way to immediately land at the horse's side, unless he wanted to plow through a painful mass of branches and risk his wings. Not something he wanted to do.
The cry had not been a 'I need immediate help' cry. But it had certainly sounded urgent. So he waited for a response from whomever was below before searching for a way down to them. Smoke billowed outward from his wings, sent wafting outward with each down thrust. To an observer it would look as if the stallion were creating a storm cloud within the air around with that cast a dark shadow upon the treetops. If any light had seeped down to the horse beneath him, it would be blocked now by a massive shadow. Giving the impression that something far, far larger was above her.
talk talk talk talk
His nostrils flared, his heart pounding against his chest as he cast his gaze around about. "Hello?!" He called, his powerful voice easily spanning the gap between them. "Are you okay down there?" He hovered above the trees where he had heard the initial cry. Head lowered, long ears angled forward to better hear the voice of the horse below over his powerful wingbeats, he waited for a response. He had no way to immediately land at the horse's side, unless he wanted to plow through a painful mass of branches and risk his wings. Not something he wanted to do.
The cry had not been a 'I need immediate help' cry. But it had certainly sounded urgent. So he waited for a response from whomever was below before searching for a way down to them. Smoke billowed outward from his wings, sent wafting outward with each down thrust. To an observer it would look as if the stallion were creating a storm cloud within the air around with that cast a dark shadow upon the treetops. If any light had seeped down to the horse beneath him, it would be blocked now by a massive shadow. Giving the impression that something far, far larger was above her.
talk talk talk talk
You Can be king again
@Aurelia
You have my permission to use magic/force against Roscorro.
Maiming and killing is not allowed, though.
Maiming and killing is not allowed, though.