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▐__________________________________________________________________________________________________________❝ show name ❞xthrough the wonder ❝ barn name ❞xsiebogx❝ age ❞xseventeen__________________________________________________________________________________________________________xxxxxxxxx❝ personality ❞
xxxxNaive; innocent, Siebog is a stallion of tender heart and compassionate soul. Utterly and honestly selfless, he is a creature easy to take advantage of. Siebog is just good; devoted and loyal and painfully honest, brave in a manner few ever come to know. Completely prepared and more than willing to shoulder the burdens of even a complete stranger, Siebog would give himself entirely to anyone that asked, would suffer through all the pain and suffering in the world for anyone who looked him in the eye and asked for his help. He is a calm, comforting presence; one that will always scream of stability and trust, one that draws in troubled souls around him. Siebog is excellent at inspiring those around him into going greater lengths, into throwing themselves body and soul into everything they take on. He is someone who others rally around for support and comfort, and he is more than happy to give it. That he has gone so long and remained unchanged by the betrayals in his life truly speaks for his character; there is no bad in Siebog, no evil, no malcontent. He is black and white, perhaps too stubborn to let the cruelty in this world affect him. The type to give his entire heart and soul to every new endeavor in his life, romance included, Siebog could easily be called a hopeless romantic. He has no room for games; no room for lies, he believes wholly in soul mates, in one true loves. That once he finds her, no matter their fate, he would remain hers forever.
xxxxxxxxx❝ fear is a feeling; not a fact ❞ [ kissy mark ] - [ saga ]xxxxShe was impossibly pure; impossibly unique. A constant twinkle in her baby blues, gleaming with awe at even the he smallest of achievements. Everything was so transparent through her eyes, so simple. There were no questions constantly hiding, gnawing away at a clumsy conscious. She was impossibly charming; impossibly benevolent. Even the most trivial things were made elegant when preformed by her; when she walked away from him it was as if he were watching a feather dance away, carried by the breeze, enchanting and mesmerizing, even while invoking a forlorn feeling from her absence. From her first appearance he was completely and utterly lost, nothing could have saved him from the wonder in her eyes. One moment will live forever in clarity in his mind, the moment that ignited a spark of hope in his chest that the strongest storms would never be able to extinguish, the moment she drifted to his side as quiet and amiable as can be and nestled into his side, brushing her velvet muzzle across his cheek so softly that if it hadon't been for her warm breath he would have sworn he had imagined it. He had been marked as hers in that moment; though in truth, he always had been. When inquired as to what took her so long, the only mumbled response from his feather was, "fear is a feeling, not a fact.", of which he still does not truly understand the meaning hidden underneath.
xxxxxxxxx❝ northern wind ❞ [ extra ] - [ northern wind ]xxxxShe had never been a good sleeper, Saga. Troubled by fears and haunting memories, losing herself to sleep was a daunting task for his feather. Lost and pained by the stress so plainly plastered over her gentle face, Siebog made it his mission to ease her burden, just has he had done for so many before. There was nothing he wouldn't try to still the mind of his love, though the answer was so much more simple than he could have ever guess. The low, sweet rumble of a serene tune from his maw was all it took to put his Saga at ease. It became a ritual almost- each night, the same, curled close he would rest his muzzle close to one delicate ear, and sing to her a sweet song, their song, to send his feather to sleep.
__________________________________________________________________________________________________________❝ name meaning ❞xslavic god of love and marriage ❝ halter ❞xsuprise me <3__________________________________________________________________________________________________________
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