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12-19-2016, 03:50 PM
tilney
and oh, there is more to this life
Winters breath never held Tilney, not even on the coldest of days. While the sun was out there was a certain bitterness to the atmosphere as the doctor strode through the meadow, following a pilgrimage. He'd not heard of Magic Day before, though he could only assume it was some sort of celebration for the wonders Helovia held.
All he knew was that his flock had turned towards a target in the meadow, and os that was where he headed.
It was not long until he encountered a group, one filled with both familiar and unfamiliar faces. Some seemed far from home and others from his own herdland who would of travelled a great distance still. Nyx and her white lion were easy to pick and Glasgow... someone he called a friend. Once upon a time, anyhow. Temporary desctruction of the friendzone tended to change things.
There was no eye contact, not with the glazier anyway (He was quite certain she despised him; how could he looked at her after that) and as he listened to the strange rock-like creatures chortle he thought of what he might offer to make the tree brighter.
Tilney came only equipped with his cloak and his lions mane collar - both were quite unnapropriate to dress a holiday tree?
But the lantern he constantely wore on his tines what a whole different story.
A smile finally finding his maw the ginger stag stepped fourth to the trees and slid his lantern upon a high branch. "This lantern allows me to see in the dark. Without it I would be left blind, confused and at the mercy of any beast come nightfall" he uttered, green eyes turning to the crowd. It was no longer a confession now that the King and Queen knew of this as well as countless others. He was proud now that he could overcome it.
"Aiya!" was his chant, watching the lantern light with a magnificent puff.
All he knew was that his flock had turned towards a target in the meadow, and os that was where he headed.
It was not long until he encountered a group, one filled with both familiar and unfamiliar faces. Some seemed far from home and others from his own herdland who would of travelled a great distance still. Nyx and her white lion were easy to pick and Glasgow... someone he called a friend. Once upon a time, anyhow. Temporary desctruction of the friendzone tended to change things.
There was no eye contact, not with the glazier anyway (He was quite certain she despised him; how could he looked at her after that) and as he listened to the strange rock-like creatures chortle he thought of what he might offer to make the tree brighter.
Tilney came only equipped with his cloak and his lions mane collar - both were quite unnapropriate to dress a holiday tree?
But the lantern he constantely wore on his tines what a whole different story.
A smile finally finding his maw the ginger stag stepped fourth to the trees and slid his lantern upon a high branch. "This lantern allows me to see in the dark. Without it I would be left blind, confused and at the mercy of any beast come nightfall" he uttered, green eyes turning to the crowd. It was no longer a confession now that the King and Queen knew of this as well as countless others. He was proud now that he could overcome it.
"Aiya!" was his chant, watching the lantern light with a magnificent puff.
Tilney hangs his lantern! <3
Wander or Leave
turn in to winter lights
☀︎
