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"Bart, Oh Bart" The overwhelmed gent chortled to his brother as he strode towards him. Flicking his green eyes over the stag from hoof to ear, it was hard to regocnise him; he was not the sun-bleached blonde boy he knew any longer. His hair had grown darker with age though still retained some of that golden glow in his black forest of braids (or were they dreadlocks?)
With a great, hearty grunt, Tilney lowered his crown and braced for his brother's rather violent embrace. Their horns met with a THWACK! just like old times, causing a wide grin and a mumbling laugh to fall from the chestnut's muzzle. It was as this brother of his breathed softly into his nares that he truly felt who the man he embraced was. His greatest idol and truest friend. "You're really here" Tilney uttered in what sounded like disbeleif, though really he was just stating that Bartholomeo was, in fact, finally here with him. Though what the painted brute spoke next, dunking a perculiar piece of driftwood into the sea and announcing a toast to Tilney's virginity that caused him to groan, his green irises dissapearing into his skull momentarily. "Must you really, brother!?" The stag bellowed, a short-lived laugh escaping his maw. "It has been years since we last saw one another and first you must mention.... THAT!" Truthfully, it was more than refreshing to hear that kind of chatter. With all the tight politics of the Edge it was about time Tilney was introduced to some smut. So it was with a grand smile that Tilney looked back to his brother and sighed a hearty sigh. "I am so glad to see you" |
@bartholomeo !!! SORRYYYYYY IT WONT HAPPEN AGAIN
Wander or Leave
turn in to winter lights
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