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do you never laugh (Tilbert v. Arah)

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World's Edge Moon Doctor atk: 4 | def: 9 | dam: 6
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.2hh :: VI HP: 65 | Buff: NOVICE
Peatree :: Lesser Fruit Bat :: None Neverrmind
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Wander or leave
Turn into winter lights


Breathlessly, yet so effervescently the ginger stag laughed, his cloven hooves stomping proudly into the softened Frostfall earth. What a truly beautiful evening.
The patriarch had strode away from his humble home i the west for the evening to meet his maiden and lover, preferring to spend the best night Frostfall had offered them out among the fields, the stars and the night. The temperature had already risen drastically in the southern most part of the Thistle meadow and Tilney could feel Birdsongs chirp and whistle—It was so near!  It caused the gent to wonder how hot the Dragons Throat would become with the turn of the season.

With Maude under the watchful eye of her auntie or perhaps even her uncle, Tilney and Arah could take this one perfect night to enjoy themselves.

Tilney began to nip and preen the area he had picked; it was a gorgeous little riverside patch he had claimed because of the two trees that shaded it. The rest of the area was totally barren apart from a number of rocks and the unruly sea of yellow dry meadow grass and thistles. On the horizon Tilney see only sky, nothing else but the rolling hills and trees that dotted the meadow. Perhaps there were more glamorous places to stargaze in Helovia, though on a night like this they would no doubt be taken by other lovers, and Tilney preferred simplicity anyhow.

The area he had cleaned away was shaded and shielded by those two lovely juniper trees and also a number of boulders and his cleaning process had involved tossing some stray, dead thistles away into the stream that created part of the border to the large area he’d preened clean, and also smacking some rocks out of the way. There was some that just could not be moved no matter how hard he tried, and it was inevitable that there would be some he couldn't find.

So now the man waited - waited for her.
First he stood patiently admiring the view for the one-hundred-and-seventy-third time, and then followed on by snooping the fields for some wildflowers. But oh, what colours did she like!? Yellow? Blue? Green?
It was Frostfall though, and not a single petal was found among the sea of grass in that field save a thistle or three.

With a short-lived groan the stag stretched himself down to the riverside, watching the water pass by with childlike playfulness. He named the different coloured rocks and even imagined a city below the surface of the water, one that could all be ruined by one stomp of his hoof… which he did of course.
Waiting for Arah to arrive, to make him smile, to make his day, was like waiting for rain in the desert. He who felt so playful and ready to laugh was left alone without the company he had been promised. He wanted Arah, he wanted to play, he wanted to be loved by her.
To be touched.
And so it was with a great grunt that the stag stood and made his way to the center of his cleared space and gave a grumpy bellow, looking upwards at the wonderful sky above.
and he thought of her.

ooc; 540 words - 0/3
summary; Tilney makes a cute romantic picnic for Arah and gets bored waiting for her so finds ways to entertain himself, then basically has a wet dream thinkign about her lol.
cute playfight lets go
setting; southern most part of the thistle meadow, on the turn of frostfall into birdsong. A lovely warm, clear night where you can see the stars! The area he has cleared is grassy and soft but has a few nasty boulders to look out for and there's also some trees.

@Arah



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Wander or Leave
turn in to winter lights
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Messages In This Thread
do you never laugh (Tilbert v. Arah) - by Tilney - 12-30-2016, 11:23 PM
RE: do you never laugh (Tilbert v. Arah) - by Blu - 01-21-2017, 06:18 PM

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