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03-04-2014, 12:21 PM
 Beneath the moonless night, I cursed softly the patron Goddess of the Edge. Tonight I continued my guard of the entryway, head held high and ears flickering at the slightest of noises. Suli had accompanied me as always, and though she had offered to go off in search of kindling to begin a small fire to illuminate the area, my answer came with a shake of my head. The idea was a comforting one, to be able to see the nose in front of my face, but the light could quite possibly attract the very wraiths I hoped I wouldn't have to face so near to our sanctuary. So we patrolled on, straining our eyes against the dark, nothing but the sound of the little green's wings cutting through the air above me to fill the void of silence. For many years before I had come to Helovia, I'd spent my nights watching over the small village of Vallhea, much as I was doing now. I'd not been alone, however, and throughout all the humid summer nights, the frigid winter chill, and frequent rains of the mountains which the village was settled in, it had been Bran who comforted me. With him, the night was nothing to fear, and now more than ever I yearned for the gentle tug of a bit in my mouth, the squeeze of legs to guide me forward and deeper into the darkness, but most of all, I longed for his voice. Even Suli, Lord knew I loved the little green with all my heart, couldn't replace the void in my heart left behind on the battlefield so long ago. The boy's voice echoed in the back of my mind, and as much of a comfort as I knew it would be, I shoved it away. Relying solely on hearing, I couldn't afford the distraction, especially when the lives of those in the caves below could be at stake. I made to exhale a heavy breath, but a rustling of grass several yards off caused it to hitch and I grew still. From above came a deep, hallowed growl from Suli; and then, without another warning, a great flame burst from the darkness toward us. Eyes rolled white as I whirled on my feet, turning tail as my legs clambered to move far more quickly than they were made to. From behind I could feel the intense heat against my hide, and I was certain it would catch me and cover me in nasty boils and acute pain just as Smoke's dragon had done; but as the ball exploded with a deafening noise that sent my ears flat against my head, I felt no pain. For a brief moment my eyes burned and golden dots swirled about my vision from the intensity of the light, but as it faded, so did my fear of being consumed in flames. Rounding left to face where the flame had come from, my hooves dug into the soft clay, threatening for a moment to slide from beneath me before I caught myself. Through the darkness I couldn't see who was attacking me, but the sound of fast approaching hoofbeats didn't let me consider that this might be nothing more than a confused soldier thinking me a wraith. Charging forward, I dropped my head and tucked my chin close to the neck. From above, Suli flew not far above me, but she withheld her flames until there was more distance. When the sound of my foe's hoofbeats sounded as though they'd be upon me in another second, I launched my shoulder to the left in a half buck just as I heard teeth snap together in what I supposed was a failed attack, and hoped that I might be able to throw the other off balance or simply dissuade them from further attack. Though a warrior I was, if there was a way to keep from it and this stranger submitted, then I would not fight. "Talk." ---------------------------- WC: 667 PC: 1/3 Summary: Turns and flees from fireball, turns back around and charges head-on, throws weight through left shoulder towards Lace. |
You may attack and use magic on Des at any time for any reason.
HP: 66.5
