Now I've Wandered Here [Pilate]

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Haruto

Sometimes I wish I was as free as a bird, flying through the air, or maybe more like a fish in the water...

Winter could be a bitterly harsh time of year - many knew that as a fact. This year however, was rather mild so far. You could say it has even been enjoyable. Still, the temperatures remained cold, and the ever so common white blankets of snow were spread across the lands. In the sky, bright yellow hues blended into the soft blueish-grays. Not a single cloud was in sight from where the palomino stallion stood. Lowering his gaze from the sky, this warmblood titled Haruto broke from his standstill to move forward yet again. A small sigh left his maw as he knew there was no option of cloud watching today. Thus, he ended up walking aimlessly around in the shallow water that lined the land of Drulan Woods. It was the ocean waters that he was in, on the southern end of the forest. He was all too familiar with with the land along the ocean, however he couldn't say the same for the land farther in the forest that sat to his right. Haru eyed the endless line of leafless trees, debating on leaving the body of blue to venture into the land. The last time he explored the woodland was quite some time ago by now, and he thought it might be nice to see it again. If only he could stay in the water while doing that though. Oh, how hard it was to decide on things sometimes.

Despite his love for being in the water, even Haruto couldn't ignore the cold of it. Winter definitely was not his favorite season. "Hrm, Drulan Woods," the lad mumbled as he turned to face the land. Slowly taking steps out of the water, he decided it might be interesting to venture into the land. Maybe he was young and full of youth, however the stallion sure wasn't very energetic all the time. It was partially because of the season, it seemed to make him lazier than usual. Then again, he was one to make excuses as well.

With his lower half dripping wet, an instant chill from the cold reached him. Though he wanted to return to the water that instant, Haru managed to ignore the cold, knowing it would go away once he dried off a little. Brown orbs glanced around as the stallion wondered if he was still the only one around. From what he could tell, he was. Of course, only for now. This land was the home of a herd, wasn't it? Then there were probably horses somewhere around here, and with a golden palomino coat and his size being on the larger side, he sure was hard to miss. A kind heart, Haruto usually enjoyed the company of others at least, so being spotted wasn't really something he worried about. Perhaps a nice conversation with others would be enjoyable right now even. For now though, the stallion simply ventured into the trees, just hoping he would cause any trouble.

words present :: 496
muse is :: rambly but good?
my notes :: pardon my everything, I haven't really been actively rping for about four months soyeah

[nala]

"Spent his whole life running,
Trying to make a mark."
Pilate.

The snow was quickly becoming a test to the smoke colored king. The sticky white stuff clung to his feathered feet and made long, necessary journeys about his home difficult. A puff of air steamed from his nostrils and he heaved himself through a particularly thick patch of snow. Pilate looked upward, his curved nose facing the cloudless sky. The trees all looked dead in these months, and it gave Drulan a haunting feel. The stallion scoffed slightly, a chill creeping up his spine. Spring would come soon and with it, Pilate hoped, more herd members. The brute was itching to expand. He wanted a family. His first priority was to find Ffion and give her the opportunity to live with him. All others would follow in stride, each equines place being mapped out with an opportunity. Pilate wasn't a clingy stallion, and he didn't really care if his herd came and went, he just wished for more company and something to protect.

He lifted his hooves a little higher as he approached the beach, knowing the snow would soon be replaced with a mixture of sand and icy water. His senses heightened. This was his gateway, a true gem in all of the territories. This was the beach where islanders washed up on the mainland. He never knew what he would find on his beaches, and it excited the king. A mumbling came from the beach side, just to Pilate's right and he picked it up rather quickly, nimbly sidestepping to find the source. "Hello, sir." Pilate picked up the scent of another stallion. He hadn't seen any wandering stallions in his territory and had only smelled a choice few since he'd taken command. No reason not to be friendly. A friendly brute could come in handy come the time for a booming population of youngsters.

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Haruto

Sometimes I wish I was as free as a bird, flying through the air, or maybe more like a fish in the water...

It was so quiet during this time of year. With many animals either hibernating or avoiding the cold by going farther south, many kinds of animals were absent from the lands now. The quiet was nice sometimes though, Haruto had to admit, but there were times it got too quiet as well. Reaching where the golden grains of sand met the whites of snow, the palomino continued towards the woodland. It looked so bland and barren all the leafless trees. You could say it even looked like someplace spooky, if a misty fog and some creepy sounds were added, it would definitely appear haunted. Haru didn't really have such fears luckily, so he didn't think much of it. The only thing he really had to worry about was whether the herd that claimed this land as theirs were nice to those who passed through the land.

A chill ran through the warmblood's body as he made his first steps in the snow, creating hoof shaped imprints. There weren't really any other hoofprints around where he was that his brown orbs could pick out. Then again, a recent snowfall or strong breeze could've covered up any. Suddenly Haru noticed an equine figure in the distance who was approaching him. He dismissed the thoughts floating around in his mind for now, and decided he might as well meet whoever it was. Shifting his path, Haruto slowly walked towards the unknown figure. Golden ears perked up as words were heard from the horse, who was obviously a stallion like himself telling from his scent and voice. It also seemed this stallion didn't pose as any sort of threat, considering his kind greeting.

"Why hello," Haru replied. Focused upon the smokey black stallion, Haruto noticed their heights were about even, though this stallion had a thicker build than himself. "Who might you be? I'm Haruto, though you could just call me Haru." The palomino decided to break the silence with a simple question concerning names. He often figured that was a good place to start. Taking a quick glance around, it seemed that this black equine was alone. Perhaps a nice conversation of some sort would be possible. Haru usually enjoyed being around others that were at least somewhat friendly, after all.

words present :: 378
muse is :: eh, alright
my notes :: n/a

[nala]

"Oh baby,
Trying to make a mark."
Pilate.

The stallion was slightly thinner, but built nonetheless. His golden color intoxicating to say the least. Even Pilate, in his wholesome masculinity couldn't deny the man that. "Hello, Haru." Pilate dipped his head out of respect, but made no attempt to befriend the stallion just yet. He quickly lifted his head and staked his claims as king. "I am Pilate, King of Drulan and head of this... family." Pilate's rulerly voice was coming along quite nicely as he matured, but he still experienced minor hic-ups now and then. 

Pilate took a step forward, positioning his right shoulder into Haru's own position. It wasn't a threatening move, more just a statement of power. Sometimes all Pilate could think of was his mass. Sometimes, besides his sweet emotional side, it was all he had to fight with. A blink focused his eyes more on the strikingly golden hued stallion as he sized him up. "What might you be doing here?" The question was genuine and he hoped the stallion wouldn't begin to feel a fight coming on.

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Haruto

Sometimes I wish I was as free as a bird, flying through the air, or maybe more like a fish in the water...

With ears perked forwards, the palomino caught the greeting of the darkly colored figure. It seemed like a kind one at that, and Haru didn't see any sort of threatful action so far. Now at a standstill, he lowered his head a little hoping to appear just as friendly as he was. His brown orbs remained mostly focused on the stallion before him as he heard the horse speak up again. Oh great, just my luck. Well, if what this stallion said was true like it seemed, Haruto managed to find the king of this land. Now to answer whether that was a bad thing or not.

Lowering his head even more, his motions formed a bow of respect for this king titled Pilate. The palomino knew it was best to show respect to such figures unless he knew they didn't deserve it. Maybe he was free spirited, but Haru didn't really like to get in trouble with anyone. "Oh, well it is certainly a pleasure to meet you Pilate," the stallion said as he rose his head again. Noticing his step forward, it was obvious this stallion wasn't afraid to state his power. So it seemed this stallion was the king of this land after all, Haru didn't really doubt that.

The next words of Pilate's formed a question, and Haru could only hope his answer would be good enough. "Oh, I was just wading in the water a little earlier, though it was kind of cold so I came over here, to wander around for a little I guess before heading over to the freelands. I hope you don't mind me being here? I don't mean you any trouble at all." Now, he could just hope that this stallion didn't mind it if others passed through.

words present :: 298
muse is :: eh
my notes :: n/a

[nala]

Pilate.

Pilate watched the stallion intently, listening to his voice as if it were his own words being spewed about the frozen ground. With a breath in he began his own speech, "No no, not at all. In fact I am here to offer you a place of safety." The stallion flicked his forelock off of his eyes before continuing. "You are welcome to stay as long as you wish." Pilate blinked at the stallion, a yawn building in his throat.

"There are not many here at the current time, and my nonrestrictive ways haven't quite attacked anyone just yet." The yawn emerged on his tongue and he displayed his laid back ways. Pilate cared, and he was everything but lazy, however controlled family dynamics were not something he enjoyed from his past. "I suppose I prefer the freedom of my kingdom, but it does tend to get a bit lonely." Pilate felt comfortable with this golden stallion. After all, the stranger didn't give him any reason to fret just yet.

"Anyway," He returned to his original thought. "It would be nice to have some male company around the woods. Help me keep an eye on things. Perhaps recruit the troops?" A smile crossed his lips. This stallions coat would certainly attract the ladies.  

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Haruto

Sometimes I wish I was as free as a bird, flying through the air, or maybe more like a fish in the water...

Eyeing the black stallion, Haru didn't see anything to be worried about. Hearing Pilate's words soon confirmed that fact. The palomino was thankful this stallion was being so nice, not everyone was like that. "Ah, thank you. That's good to know," he responded in a friendly tone. Relief passed through him as he wouldn't have to worry about trespassing anymore. The stallion spoke up again, telling a little about his land this time. With his ears pricked, Haruto intently listened to what he had to say. Taking a glance around the place, there were no other horses to be seen. Of course, this land was quite large so it wasn't much of a surprise.

Returning his chocolaty brown orbs upon the black figure, he continued listening to Pilate. The last of the stallion's dialogue contained a clear offer that Haruto would have to think about before speaking up to reply. Though he had been avoiding the idea of it, Haru rethought his decision to live by himself. A few years had passed since he left his old home to take up living a free life that he enjoyed. Now however, the palomino had to admit such a lifestyle could get boring, though he didn't really have a problem with that.

"Hmm, you mentioned you're nonrestrictive ways, so does that mean you're pretty lenient with things? I've never really liked control-freaks," he spoke up with a question. Maybe he wouldn't usually consider it, but it sounded like this stallion was pretty nice about things. If that was the case, maybe he would fit in with this herd. "I'm not always one for big commitments, but maybe I could try to help out, and find a place for myself," he continued with this optimistic thinking. Another plus was this place was by water! Also, he was thinking for himself now, and not being told what to do like when he was younger. It was nice, getting to make decisions for himself.

words present :: 327
muse is :: eh, so-so
my notes :: n/a

[nala]

Pilate.

A smile fell over the dark hued stallion's face. This golden opposition amused him. "I am the farthest thing from a control-freak, and I know control-freaks. Trust me." Pilate's tone lost its leadership as he fell into a friendly mood with the beast before him. I'd prefer you hang around at least some of the time, for protection obviously. But to be honest I don't expect everyone to stay here for their eternal lives. Roam. Live your life. When you are weary, you will come home and I will be here to offer company." His hearty chuckle rumbled about the bare branches. A leg lifted and pawed at the ground.

"So sir, would you like me to show you around a little?" Pilate's muscles strained as he leaned from one side to another. His ears waited for a wanted response.


ooc: sorrry its laaaaate.