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01-31-2017, 12:23 PM
It had been far too long since the stag had tested his body against the elements, nor the limits it could withstand in a spar or battle. Tilney now had more reason than ever to learn to fight - he had Maude to protect, to forever stand guard over… and the twins. The two ashen haired boys he wished wellness, safety, and sweet dreams upon every night through whispers to the stars above as if they would somehow reach them.
A thought would always cross to Arah when it came to his worries and wishes for his loved ones, but really he hardly fretted any longer for the princess of ice. She could deal irreparable damage with a single bat of her star-blessed eyelashes and hollow a heart with one word whispered from her lips. Ferocious, Fierce and bolder than a storm. That was his Arah. Regardless, a keeper of a beautiful family he remained - What kind of father would he be if he could not protect them or keep them from harm? Kaos remained; He still drew breath and continued to wander their land, their waters and their country defiling the gods of old. Any wretched fool from the threshold would have more claim to a deities throne than that creature, Tilney was sure of it. With Peatree in flight above, Tilney loped like a zephyr through the fields of old. The Thistle Meadow he had chosen as his battleground - simple, central, and reasonably sheltered from any weather. The stags eyes, verdant as the grass he tread upon searched among the hills over yonder for a reasonably flat surface, only to find there really was no such place in this part of the meadow. Apart from the mountains and tree-line upon the horizon, rolling hills, thistles and boulders tapered as far as the eye could see. “Rock!” came through the bond between bat and unicorn, the babyish mind speech causing a small smile to fall upon Tilneys kind face. Yes, there were many boulders on his battlefield but there was hardly a thing he could do about that - it would simply have to add to the challenge. It took a moment of eyeing the weather, noting the overcast and sorry clouds that reigned the sky that afternoon before the doctor decided to declare his battle. Cheering to the clouds above, the wind and rain, Tilney announced his challenge. “I wish to learn to fight! I have young ones to protect!” he boomed, his mind wandering momentarily to the tree children he held within his heart “come! enjoy some sport!” The chestnut stood at the tallest point of a hill, his mane and tail billowing like a flag behind him; a beacon and a light to any passing by. ooc; 0/3 - 460 words tilney v. manon! admin; manon is still waiting for her stats to be approved but she will have them very soon! i hope its okay to post this?! space, let me know if you'd prefer i go first for attacks of if you'd like to go first you go ahead! setting; the thistle meadow, midday, it is overcast and very windy! Tilney is perched upon a hilltop.
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Wander or Leave
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