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[OPEN] firestarter

Arakh Posts: 77
Dragon's Throat Stallion atk: 5 | def: 8 | dam: 7
Stallion :: Hybrid :: 17'2hh :: 2 HP: 66.5 | Buff: NOVICE
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THE REAVER
YOU SHOULD HAVE LEARNED BY NOW
I'LL BURN THIS WHOLE WORLD DOWN

After his narrow escape from a watery grave, the boy has stayed as far away from water as it is physically possible to. He's putting off returning home (because Mother is going to be furious) and he wants his little foray into exploration to last a bit longer, so he leaves the coast behind and heads instead towards the forests. It isn't long before he's lost amongst the trees, and oh, he's never seen so many trees! The Edge has its fair share of foliage, of course, but nothing quite like this. He feels small and insignificant in the midst of the towering sentinels, a mere parasite upon their mighty kingdom.

A small snort blasts from his gaping nostrils as the calf breaks into a bouncy trot, his head twisting this way and that as he desperately tries to absorb all the stuff assaulting his senses. There's so many smells (flowers, pollen, animals, and - much less pleasantly - the distinct odour of shit, but he supposes all creatures have to go somewhere), sights (the brightly-coloured flowers, the different-shaped leaves, the queer birds in the branches) and sounds (rustling, tweeting, growling, scraping) that he can hardly contain his excitement. He wishes Esinakh was with him, so he could share the beauty of the place with someone. He'll have to bring her here...if he survives Mother's punishment for leaving the Edge, that is.

As he begins to tire, he slows to a plodding walk, which is even better to absorb the myriad of sense-assaulting stuff around him. The feathers of his wings quiver with excitement as he slopes around, sniffing a tuft of grass here, prodding a broken branch there. It's quite dark in the forest - it is early evening, and the fading light casts very little illumination through the trees. Arakh finds that he doesn't mind; after the blinding sun of the Throat, the half-darkness is quite a relief.

Tired, he halts, and leans one small shoulder against a tree while he catches his breath. There's lots more exploring to do, but...maybe once he's rested a bit...

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For @Grusha and @Tae if she wants :D Sorry it's crap I'm still getting to know him!

[ ARAKH ]


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firestarter - by Arakh - 08-05-2016, 04:10 PM
RE: firestarter - by Tae - 08-31-2016, 10:25 AM

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