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02-10-2015, 06:06 PM
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Thranduil
Well off on another fun adventure with Mr. Grump Face. The gold snickers as he jogs ahead, on this task with Haldir following. The fawn of course would not be left behind this time. He had made sure of that. Having found acceptance if he helped the gold, the small deer was carrying a large bucket. It had been so amusing to the gold, he’d let the small deer take it, even if it meant carrying extra back. Carrying several of his own the gold had rigged up an idea. At last they came to the frozen arch. Walking through the gold call into the Basin. “If you’re determined to drown might as well help save the rest of us and carry water!” That should do it. They were the first here. Brilliant. The golden was looking forward to this part. Setting down his buckets the golden turned away from ice walls and then backed up to them. The small fawn at last catching up looks on with a head tilt. Ice. It wasn’t water, but it would be. Not only would it be cleaner, but its inability to slosh out of a bucket would make transport nice and easy. Gathering his haunches the gold readies, then BOOM. Cracks reverberate all along the ice wall, but nothing else happened. The small fawn’s face fell. He was expecting more. Snorting the golden leans again and BOOM. A few shards fall but nothing else happens. Frustration gave the golden energy and his kicks out twice more, till at last a chunk or two falls from the wall. Grinning the gold moves to kick a piece or two into one of the rolled over buckets. He would need help carrying these, plus there was more ice to gather. Now where was Deimos when you needed his happy face? OOC:: Identity Index:: Elsa, Destry |
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