It was a desperate show. If could see the true worry in the golden’s breast at seeing the deer fail to spark you might have even had pity for the gold (a feeling he often wasn’t granted claim to). It was only in this hidden place of his thoughts he would let it show. Let it show how sickening he felt to see what his own words had caused in his bonded’s mood. The soft words of the other jerk him from looking at his bonded. The smirk grows back as the other offers his name. A short nod in response. It seemed there were so many new ones about these days. The thought being only a snippet before his gaze followed the other’s back to the deer.

Near between them it still stood. Head down, it looked about the permafrost ground directly in front of it. Perhaps he would have kicked it or tried the grass, but his soul was even too weary for that. And while the golden would have never told a soul, he knew these movements were missing. Haldir was just being far too still. To his relief the other speaks up about the deer, unknowingly helping the golden’s cause.

Hearing his name spoken by the other, the deer looks back up. His large ears listening and holding. The small dark head tilts, as if taking in the creature before him as a far off curiosity. An oddity. But instead of letting his head fall down again in the emptiness he turns it back and looks to the gold. It was stupid, the golden even called it such in that moment, but his lip gave a flinch of a smile. For the deer’s gaze had lost some of the film that seemed to cover it these past days, and it held a more sober question. So eager to continue the progress the golden actually tries to continue the conversation to the point of rambling. “Yes, he is a cerndyr.” Ok, rambling for the golden’s standard anyway. Haldir’s head continue to hold as he turns it back to the black and white creature, looking him over with more attention.

Once more Ashamin’s words catch him from staring at Haldir. Sweet thing? Well of course sweet thing had helped convince this poor soul here. No other in their rank could have easily befriended so sincerely this creature. He had not seen the mare in a while now, and wondered where she would be. Again though, eager to continue to perk Haldir up, he speaks on. “Yes, of course.” But he found he had little to say. Haldir did not know Lena, and it made little difference to bring her up. Move on then.

He speaks up again and Haldir follows his gaze about them. “Of course, same.” He awkwardly says. Skipping over the conversation, mind struggling to keep up Haldir’s progress (not to mention it was becoming a wonderful distraction to him as well). “Say have you see the hot springs yet?” He might have said it a bit boldly. It was all he could think of to keep the conversation going. “Haldir loves them. Was headed there now.” Oh that’s right they had hadn’t they. Might as well bring their distraction with them right? Double the fun? “Care to join?” It was a most strange offer coming from him, but he was desperate to bring some energy into this and keep his deer from dropping his head back.




OOC:: @[Ashamin]
Wardrobe:: Circlet, golden cape, hawk necklace, satchel (polearm, knife)
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