the Rift


slowly we evaporate

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
#2


DEEP ROOTS ARE NOT REACHED BY THE FROST


The coming of Birdsong always marks a beginning of some sort, whether it be of new life or simply the beginning of easy weather. Frostfall finally releases it's grip upon Helovia and life begins anew. Déodat wanders from the icy grips of the Basin, only to be met with foul weather. Rain causes tendrils of hair to clump together, and portions stick along his neck. Odette lunges about ahead of him, leaping in large puddles and occasionally rolling about in the mud. It feels as if just yesterday the white shepherd spent her days tucked between his shoulders, sheltered by the tendrils of his dark hair. The blood prince almost misses the days of his bonded's youth. It draws his mind to his two daughters, both of them young adults by now. Each of them carving out their own path in life, most likely not even thinking twice of their aging father. Déodat hopes for such. All his heart desires is for his children to thrive upon the paths they choose within life. 

Together he and Odette head towards the Heavenly Field. As they draw close a whinny breaks through the air. Both ears prick forward and he inhales deeply, a familiar scent. Quickly he trots to meet his friend, a slow grin passing over his lips. An eager expression passes over his face as he stands before the mare. 

Rain continues to fall but he pays it little mind. Excitement starts to swell in his chest at the thought of their spar. It has been far too long since Déodat has tasted the thrill of battle. Odette trots over to greet Nyx, barking loudly. The shepherd senses the fight and grows even more excited, giving out loud whines and yips. She moves back to her bonded's side, but paces back and forth, making quite the ruckus as she anticipates the next move. 
"It has been awhile," Déodat says smiling a bit, before dipping his head to her slightly. "Ladies first." 

"Speech"
Tag;; @[Nyx]
Words;; 331 according to Wordcounter.net
Notes;;  First attack can go to miss Nyx <3 
Summary;; Déodat arrives and chitchats while Odette is like "YE LEt'S FIGHT MAN"

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Credits: Whit's tables were an inspiration | Coding by Schwartze | Image
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Cut from the cloth, of a flag that
Bears the name of "Battle Born"
con by aihnna@dA





Messages In This Thread
slowly we evaporate - by Nyx - 08-28-2015, 02:53 PM
RE: slowly we evaporate - by Déodat - 08-30-2015, 02:09 AM
RE: slowly we evaporate - by Nyx - 08-30-2015, 05:48 PM
RE: slowly we evaporate - by Déodat - 09-21-2015, 10:04 AM
RE: slowly we evaporate - by Time - 09-21-2015, 02:11 PM

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