True horses were uncommon in the Hollowed Grounds, and so with the current unsettled state of the world it was not a form that Jigano took very often. Every once in a while, though, it felt good to run and give himself at least the illusion of freedom, galloping along the edge of the forest where he could shift and dive into the trees if trouble arose in the form of angry guards. In the autumn sunlight it was a pleasure he allowed himself today, celebrating the momentary quiet from the Queen's Manor as he kicked up his heels and raced for the joy of it, and the wonder of what he had gained in place of his lost magic.
His hooves slowed as he neared the area of the Spire, reminded of the task still ahead of him, and the time that was burning away with every day that passed. He snorted and curved his elegant neck, the smooth lines of his Andalusian body relaxing as he came to a halt to stare at the obsidian obelisk where it rose against the sky. His coat, mane, and tail were a darkish-grey, changed from their more usual white by the art and artifice of his bardic disguise skills, but his eyes were still a bright blue, unusual with his current coloration. He stamped a hoof uneasily--
And then his nostrils flared, catching an unfamiliar scent far closer than he had expected one to be. He turned his head sharply, prancing to face the newcomer as he turned to look her over, tense but not afraid.
His hooves slowed as he neared the area of the Spire, reminded of the task still ahead of him, and the time that was burning away with every day that passed. He snorted and curved his elegant neck, the smooth lines of his Andalusian body relaxing as he came to a halt to stare at the obsidian obelisk where it rose against the sky. His coat, mane, and tail were a darkish-grey, changed from their more usual white by the art and artifice of his bardic disguise skills, but his eyes were still a bright blue, unusual with his current coloration. He stamped a hoof uneasily--
And then his nostrils flared, catching an unfamiliar scent far closer than he had expected one to be. He turned his head sharply, prancing to face the newcomer as he turned to look her over, tense but not afraid.
