Blood In The Writing[Thranduil x Déodat spar]

Blood In The Writing[Thranduil x Déodat spar]

Déodat Posts: 174

Absent Abyss atk: 3.5 | def: 10 | dam: 7

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17 hands :: 12 HP: 67.5 | Buff: NOVICE

Odette :: White German Shepherd :: None Minx

07-28-2014, 02:41 PM

DEEP ROOTS ARE NOT REACHED BY THE FROST

Déodat could feel that familiar yearning burn within his chest. He had not tasted the thrills of war since his failures against the general Torleik. There was no point in drawing forth a challenge that would bear no fruit. Instead, he sought out one of his brothers and sisters in arms. Of course he would take any that came across his path if they chose to accept his challenge. Even civilians should know the basics of defense for the sake of their herd and herdmates. One never did know who lusted for their homeland. Once the unicorns of Helovia had lost a home, it very well could happen again.

In the warmth of Tallsun, he called out in a loud whinny. His challenge echoed through the air hoping to summon his opponent. In silence he watched, in silence he waited for them to come. Déodat shifted his weight from each foot as a hungry light began to glow in his eyes. Already he could imagine that familiar adrenaline rush pumping through his veins as he tore flesh from his enemy’s bones. He had to settle the thoughts of death and carnage. This would be no rival or sworn foe. It would be a brother beneath the icy banner of the Basin. There would be blood, there always was in such rough training, but there would be no death. Déodat would have to control the beast that roared beneath skin and bone.

Through their mental bond, Déodat beckoned Odette away. The Blood Prince had realized the youth of his companion and wished for her to be nothing more than a pup. Odette nodded slowly and waddled off most likely seeking out his daughter as she always seemed to do when bored with him.

"Speech"
Tag;; @[Thranduil]
Words;; 292
Notes;; This is short and gross sorry.
Setting: A clear spot within the Basin beside the lake. The sun is out and shining.
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Companions and magic permitted. You may have the first attack if you'd like.]

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