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Luza is used to having a weighed down mind. Visions of death, destruction, and murder often pass through his thoughts on an hourly basis. But this...this is a different kind of heavy. There are some new feelings involved as well. He plods around, unsure of what to do. It'd be nice to express his inner turmoil about this; he's not sure of who to trust, however.
Wait, he knows just the stallion! He'd know about this sort of thing for sure. With a determined snort Luza trots off in search of one of the herd's most elusive character. Death .

A half hour worth's wasted time shows that he is not anywhere in the main camp, nor the outskirts around it. Luza must expand his quest elsewhere. Not the swamps, neither the fruit groves or deep jungle...the beach! Yes, sometimes horses head there to splash around and take a sand bath!
Sure enough that's exactly where the pale stallion is. Luza slowly approaches Death, never sure of how to greet him. Both horses are awkward by nature so this rarely goes smoothly. Typical of Death; he is sprawled out on his side soaking up some late sunshine. Luza flops down next to him with a huff. Must be nice to be the herd's laziest member!
"Erhmm, hello. Sorry."

Death slowly peels open a glassy red eye, taking in the sight of the large blue stallion nearby. He closes it again with a soft friendly grunt. Luza takes this as a welcome. Death...is an oddball. He rarely does anything, and forget about talking! Thankfully that makes him a good listener.
"I trust that my sister Blu is tearing around somewhere close by?"

At the mention of his mate Death reopens his eyes and heaves himself up into a sitting position. The process is slow but Luza waits patiently. Most older brothers don't get along with their brother-in-laws, yet Luza doesn't mind leaving his sister in the care of Death. He lacks enough energy to get her pregnant that's for sure! Besides, he makes Blu very very happy.

"Crabs."

At the sound of Death's low steady monotone voice Luza snaps back to attention. "Pardon?"

"Crabs. BLU wIlL find US craB." Death sighs slightly as his voice randomly switches to a feminine tone. Talking is incredibly embarrassing but he wants Luza to trust him. If Blue doesn't judge him then maybe her brother won't either.

Sure enough Luza isn't fazed by the change in sound. He's honestly impressed Death felt like saying anything at all! Cool they're making progress.
"She is a sucker for odd creatures...no offense. Erm, can I ask you something?"

Death is too tired to take that comment personally. His haunted eyes lose their glossy sheen when talking about Blu, Luza notices.
"K. What?"

Luza clears his throat. "How did you know that you liked my sister? Like...how did you know?"

A happy noise emits from somewhere deep in Death's chest. His eyes close and he rolls onto his back as if daydreaming. Slowly of course. It takes a few moments for him to remember that Luza was waiting for an answer. Emotion is written across the tired horse's face, but his voice still remains monotone and cracked.
"I saw her and wanted to meEaN something. To her. To figure oUt what she is and who ShE is and help goals. BAD BuTterflies all the TiMe. She came OvEr to mE first! Liked MoRe and moRE every time."
He stops talking to rest before continuing his devout tale about Blu.
"Deep IN heart. Strong feEl. Belly hUrTs when SHE hurts. Want her hurt go away. Um...is HaRd to DesCriBe. I love all she is. Because sHe love all I is. Also blUE is my FavOrite color."
His small smile is one of bliss. Luza is now doubly glad Blu has Death. She must mean the world to him! He already is aware of how much Death means to her since she never shut up about him.

"Oh. That is very helpful, thank you." Luza wiggles around on the sand to itch his back. There's more he'd like to say but this interaction might put Death into a coma.

Death yawns. "Tell me why."

He gives in. "I just think it's happened to me too. There's this mare I can't get off of my mind and I find myself looking out for her all of the time. She's wonderful Death, you should see her gallop through a sunset..."

Death watches in amusement. Luza, a generally gloomy horse, is actually grinning in a dopey way and sort of gushing like a filly.
"Tell HEr."

"Can't. I'm scared that...wait did Blu tell you about my condition?" Luza doesn't want to spread his secret. When Death nods sagely he continues on. His sister is such a chatterbox!
"Okay well I'm worried that if I get close to her I'll watch her die in my mind. Over and over and over again. I don't want to plague all the good memories with my visions! I care about her a lot."

"TrY." Death sort of had the same situation. "The voices....the loud VoIcEs in my HeAD...they don't let me SLEEP. Or function. I ScArEd that THeY'D convince ME that I wAsn'T gOOD enougGH for BLU. That no One WOuld like sOMEthinG like me. But...I wAS wrONg. SomeTImes sHE's the only REAson I GeT a few peaceFUL naps. Just try."

Luza digests this information. Poor Death, he honestly never would have guessed the reasons for the small stallion's chronic exhaustion. Why Blu is willing to go out of her way to snooze with him throughout the day. It's nice of Death to be willing to take small walks with her though; that's what this beach trip must be about.
"I'm sorry Death, you didn't have to tell me that...I'm glad you did though. I guess if things go badly we can always talk it out or separate. If she even likes me back that is. I'm not holding my breath about it. For now I think I'll take it slow until I'm absolutely sure."

"I sAy do SOOn. But really WhAt do I KnoW?" Death isn't a love expert. Nowhere near it. He yawns once more, managing a smile at the sound of hoofbeats cantering over to them.
"Crab?"

"Hey Blu." Luza absentmindedly greets his sibling. Right now he has other things to focus on. "I'll leave you be now Death, thanks for everything."

Death snorts in acknowledgement, also distracted. Blu has indeed returned with a crab...it's hanging painfully off of her muzzle by an angry pincher claw. He reaches up to help remove the triggered critter before she lost circulation in her lip.

Even with a crab dangling from her face Blu somehow finds the ability to speak. "Later Luza! What was that about Deathie?"

Death shrugs. "Talkin. GiVe face."

Blu obliges. "Well I'm glad you two are getting along. OW ow save me! Ahhhh I'm going to be vanquished by an adorable crustacean! Eeeeee rescue me Deathie!"

Luza can hear her giggles from the jungle's edge. Somehow it's reassuring to know that someone is around to kiss her wounds better...would Wendigo do that for him? He blushes a little at the thought despite himself. He deep down would love to nuzzle at that one dark patch over her nostril. Does she feel the same way? Would she be weirded out?! She must at least enjoy his company since she invites him to race...yes take things slow. Maybe someday it'll come up and he can say something. Maybe not.
Who knows?
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Didn't want to tread on XxRedXxHarmomy 's toes since she's writing an adorable storyline for Luza and Wendigo ^.^ But I just had to do something for blue boi and his family!
So I decided to focus on the uneasy relationship between Death and his brother in law. Also wanted to play with Blu and Death's dynamics since I heckin love them together.
Somehow I feel like Death says "Give face" to Blu a lot XD He spoils her rotten lol.

Wendigo belongs to @/XxRedXxHarmomy
Death belongs to FoeGottenNinja
Base by me

Description
Luza is used to having a weighed down mind. Visions of death, destruction, and murder often pass through his thoughts on an hourly basis. But this...this is a different kind of heavy. There are some new feelings involved as well. He plods around, unsure of what to do. It'd be nice to express his inner turmoil about this; he's not sure of who to trust, however.
Wait, he knows just the stallion! He'd know about this sort of thing for sure. With a determined snort Luza trots off in search of one of the herd's most elusive character. Death .

A half hour worth's wasted time shows that he is not anywhere in the main camp, nor the outskirts around it. Luza must expand his quest elsewhere. Not the swamps, neither the fruit groves or deep jungle...the beach! Yes, sometimes horses head there to splash around and take a sand bath!
Sure enough that's exactly where the pale stallion is. Luza slowly approaches Death, never sure of how to greet him. Both horses are awkward by nature so this rarely goes smoothly. Typical of Death; he is sprawled out on his side soaking up some late sunshine. Luza flops down next to him with a huff. Must be nice to be the herd's laziest member!
"Erhmm, hello. Sorry."

Death slowly peels open a glassy red eye, taking in the sight of the large blue stallion nearby. He closes it again with a soft friendly grunt. Luza takes this as a welcome. Death...is an oddball. He rarely does anything, and forget about talking! Thankfully that makes him a good listener.
"I trust that my sister Blu is tearing around somewhere close by?"

At the mention of his mate Death reopens his eyes and heaves himself up into a sitting position. The process is slow but Luza waits patiently. Most older brothers don't get along with their brother-in-laws, yet Luza doesn't mind leaving his sister in the care of Death. He lacks enough energy to get her pregnant that's for sure! Besides, he makes Blu very very happy.

"Crabs."

At the sound of Death's low steady monotone voice Luza snaps back to attention. "Pardon?"

"Crabs. BLU wIlL find US craB." Death sighs slightly as his voice randomly switches to a feminine tone. Talking is incredibly embarrassing but he wants Luza to trust him. If Blue doesn't judge him then maybe her brother won't either.

Sure enough Luza isn't fazed by the change in sound. He's honestly impressed Death felt like saying anything at all! Cool they're making progress.
"She is a sucker for odd creatures...no offense. Erm, can I ask you something?"

Death is too tired to take that comment personally. His haunted eyes lose their glossy sheen when talking about Blu, Luza notices.
"K. What?"

Luza clears his throat. "How did you know that you liked my sister? Like...how did you know?"

A happy noise emits from somewhere deep in Death's chest. His eyes close and he rolls onto his back as if daydreaming. Slowly of course. It takes a few moments for him to remember that Luza was waiting for an answer. Emotion is written across the tired horse's face, but his voice still remains monotone and cracked.
"I saw her and wanted to meEaN something. To her. To figure oUt what she is and who ShE is and help goals. BAD BuTterflies all the TiMe. She came OvEr to mE first! Liked MoRe and moRE every time."
He stops talking to rest before continuing his devout tale about Blu.
"Deep IN heart. Strong feEl. Belly hUrTs when SHE hurts. Want her hurt go away. Um...is HaRd to DesCriBe. I love all she is. Because sHe love all I is. Also blUE is my FavOrite color."
His small smile is one of bliss. Luza is now doubly glad Blu has Death. She must mean the world to him! He already is aware of how much Death means to her since she never shut up about him.

"Oh. That is very helpful, thank you." Luza wiggles around on the sand to itch his back. There's more he'd like to say but this interaction might put Death into a coma.

Death yawns. "Tell me why."

He gives in. "I just think it's happened to me too. There's this mare I can't get off of my mind and I find myself looking out for her all of the time. She's wonderful Death, you should see her gallop through a sunset..."

Death watches in amusement. Luza, a generally gloomy horse, is actually grinning in a dopey way and sort of gushing like a filly.
"Tell HEr."

"Can't. I'm scared that...wait did Blu tell you about my condition?" Luza doesn't want to spread his secret. When Death nods sagely he continues on. His sister is such a chatterbox!
"Okay well I'm worried that if I get close to her I'll watch her die in my mind. Over and over and over again. I don't want to plague all the good memories with my visions! I care about her a lot."

"TrY." Death sort of had the same situation. "The voices....the loud VoIcEs in my HeAD...they don't let me SLEEP. Or function. I ScArEd that THeY'D convince ME that I wAsn'T gOOD enougGH for BLU. That no One WOuld like sOMEthinG like me. But...I wAS wrONg. SomeTImes sHE's the only REAson I GeT a few peaceFUL naps. Just try."

Luza digests this information. Poor Death, he honestly never would have guessed the reasons for the small stallion's chronic exhaustion. Why Blu is willing to go out of her way to snooze with him throughout the day. It's nice of Death to be willing to take small walks with her though; that's what this beach trip must be about.
"I'm sorry Death, you didn't have to tell me that...I'm glad you did though. I guess if things go badly we can always talk it out or separate. If she even likes me back that is. I'm not holding my breath about it. For now I think I'll take it slow until I'm absolutely sure."

"I sAy do SOOn. But really WhAt do I KnoW?" Death isn't a love expert. Nowhere near it. He yawns once more, managing a smile at the sound of hoofbeats cantering over to them.
"Crab?"

"Hey Blu." Luza absentmindedly greets his sibling. Right now he has other things to focus on. "I'll leave you be now Death, thanks for everything."

Death snorts in acknowledgement, also distracted. Blu has indeed returned with a crab...it's hanging painfully off of her muzzle by an angry pincher claw. He reaches up to help remove the triggered critter before she lost circulation in her lip.

Even with a crab dangling from her face Blu somehow finds the ability to speak. "Later Luza! What was that about Deathie?"

Death shrugs. "Talkin. GiVe face."

Blu obliges. "Well I'm glad you two are getting along. OW ow save me! Ahhhh I'm going to be vanquished by an adorable crustacean! Eeeeee rescue me Deathie!"

Luza can hear her giggles from the jungle's edge. Somehow it's reassuring to know that someone is around to kiss her wounds better...would Wendigo do that for him? He blushes a little at the thought despite himself. He deep down would love to nuzzle at that one dark patch over her nostril. Does she feel the same way? Would she be weirded out?! She must at least enjoy his company since she invites him to race...yes take things slow. Maybe someday it'll come up and he can say something. Maybe not.
Who knows?
----------------------------------------
Didn't want to tread on XxRedXxHarmomy 's toes since she's writing an adorable storyline for Luza and Wendigo ^.^ But I just had to do something for blue boi and his family!
So I decided to focus on the uneasy relationship between Death and his brother in law. Also wanted to play with Blu and Death's dynamics since I heckin love them together.
Somehow I feel like Death says "Give face" to Blu a lot XD He spoils her rotten lol.

Wendigo belongs to @/XxRedXxHarmomy
Death belongs to FoeGottenNinja
Base by me