It had been a long night, but exhilarating. Now with magic pounding through his blood the golden had all sorts of plans wrapping around his brain. So many ideas flashing through that made him grin and light up with a devilish excitement. It also helped that he had a new item to admire. Now to top off his circlet upon his head was a golden cloak, pinned about his neck. It shimmered with the gold light of the night. The gold had spent a good while adjusting the pin just so it draped elegantly along his back. It had kept him awake nearly all that night wandering in the dark throughout Helovia, thinking. Haldir, his little fawn was not so strong willed. For a while the remembrance of the goddess descending from the heavens with the starlight all about her had filled him with his own excitement and kept his bones from feeling the long day. Now though he was dragging with dullness. They had stopped and rested, but thinking of gaining favor with that damned dark devil Deimos, the golden was determined to slip through the Threshold in case something interesting lurked about.

And indeed that something did. A scent drifts to the golden from not far. His nares inhale it deeply, wrapping around it. This was not a creature he knew. Harks lifted forward and body grew more alert. Haldir, who had been dragging, saw the change and also perked up. If the golden was waking up with excitement, there must really be something good around the corner! Slowly the golden walks on, following the scent till at last he comes into its sight. Those gold flecked eyes flash slightly at the sight. A beautiful teal and gold mare stood still, as if waiting. A smile tugs at the golden lips as his head nods to her. Haldir of course was less formal. The dark spotted fawn grins widely, his pale white eyes shimmering. With a quick trot he carries himself over to this beautiful mare (though he thought everyone beautiful). Stopping a few yards out he looks back at his bonded, waiting, then back to the pretty lady. The gold comes with an easy swinging to the newcomer. He had done this many times before, and though he smiled outside, his true self was less excited. His luck was never good with these things, especially if some goody soul for the Edge showed up. Still couldn’t hurt, besides she was a lovely thing. “Greetings, welcome to Helovia.” Haldir wagged his short dark tail at hearing the gold’s smooth voice. “Thranduil, at your service.” The usual greeting rolled out as smooth as ever. Everything was a smooth as ever. As smooth and as golden.


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