Time to Up the Medication

[OPEN] Time to Up the Medication

Thranduil the Laurelin Posts: 598

Outcast atk: 5.5 | def: 11 | dam: 6.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.2 hh :: Eight HP: 77 | Buff: ENDURE

Haldir :: Common Cerndyr :: Dark Mist Hawk

08-16-2014, 08:39 PM

My salvation?
Or agitation?

venous grin, looks at his finished haul. It fills his need, and the void in his smooth lines caused by his pains and wounds. A temporary patch to be sure, but the thrill of this, admitted, twisted form of justice is just the distraction he had been looking for. It did well at its job, in fact, too well. It was not till time was indeed almost mended when he stepped his hind hoof down and felt not the anticipated sharping ache. Senses were wakened, and a tightening, solid feeling was returning to his muscles and flesh. Harks flirted back and to the side. Brought from his trance the golden quickly noted the oncoming bay. Her eyes opened and looked with smile towards his hind. Twisting his neck back in a confusion and warning anger, the golden found his hind, sound, solid, and a little less holey. Twin horns swing back up, earth eyes taking the mare in with more weight, but less hostility.

It was the first time the gold had felt this land’s healing touch, and it was strange, leaving him with an unsettled suspicion. Relief though also flooded his veins, and a tension that had acted like a dam, was released. Looking on the smooth, sweet bay the golden was, in a word, perplexed. A mixture of unease, and yet, relief. His awkwardness must be excused, as he looks rather sharply at the one who had just a moment ago healed him. For, the golden son was not used to being offered kindnesses. It was a hard world, with teeth nastier than the wolves who lay on the permafrost ground in all their gore. Now this sweet thing had simply waltzed up and done him a favor without even having to make him ask. It was a strange thing indeed to be on the end of such kindness, and he hadn’t even had to trick her to get it.

The sweet thing was not exactly new to him. Nor did all those meetings match the current view of her. He had seen her in the herd meeting to be sure, and new her to be a Time Mendor, but to him, that meant little. If had meant more then he would have searched for her instead of his hides. However, he had also seen her fighting these very wolves. Well, not just her. Earth eyes glance down to a white fur ball. Everyone in this crazy land seemed to have a pet or two. This one though was a curious one. He knew the thing must be some firecracker, as the wolf attack suggested, but for now, his attention was caught by the creatures multitude of tails. Who all did it have to steal those from?

Oh, but remember your manners. The sweet one addressed you as sir. Finally a unicorn in this place who wasn’t sarcastic, or bitchy. This sweet thing was a curious creature. Still, she had done him a favor, however uneasy her generosity made him. So the golden body faces her and nods gently. “Now thanks to you sweet lady.” The willing kindness without a known motive was strange. Even though he let this all slip out with ease and grace, it was making him rather uncomfortable inside. Hopefully that would end soon. Time to get this game rolling before he became even more in debt to the girl. “Thranduil, at your service.” It was a common reply, but this time the golden actually felt indebted to the sweet thing, and it added more meaning. That was not something the gold was entirely ‘well feeling’ about.

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