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03-29-2017, 07:53 PM
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This was hardly an everyday event for Mesec, but he hadn’t really explored what it was like to shift into the warg and not feel afraid. Now that he could control the shifting, that particular magic just was not something that he used at all. He didn’t use most of his magic, really - the last time he had teleported or hidden himself from view was when he was playing hide-and-seek with Vesper and she was getting a little too smart for him play by the rules all the time.
Dusk was settling on the Fields but it was warm and fireflies twinkled in and out of sight throughout the long grass. Although Mesec was pretty sure that shifting was safe now, he didn’t want to take any risks within the Edge. So he would test out a few things here, as the sun set and most of those who wandered into this land for a visit drifted back down the mountain. Lucius and Lyra were both with him today - Lyra practically bouncing with excitement and Lucius circling overhead with apprehension radiating off of every feather. When the sky was a hazy purple, Mesec pulled on the strange, alarming magic that transformed him from a horse into a giant wolf. With the moon shining overhead, the silver fur of his neck and belly shone softly. It matched perfectly with the glowing stars on Lyra’s nose as the kitsune squealed with delight and the moon marking on Lucius’ back as he kept watch overhead. For now, it appeared to only be the three of them in this corner of the meadow and Mesec stretched his now-hairy legs - opening up his mouth (revealing a dangerous set of gleaming silver teeth) with a wide yawn and then shook himself. He didn’t have a particular plan but Lyra did - the young kitsune was leaping off of Mesec’s side in an attempt to get him to play. With a roll of his silver eyes he hunched down and humoured her - swatting her gently with a great paw when it was his turn in a small game of tag. He laughed in a loud, bright manner when she went rolling in the dirt, only to scramble back up in the same moment, but he was careful to be very gentle. His nightmares were filled with what these claws could do, and he would do his best to chase them away in his waking hours with something as simple as this moment. |
@Weaver <3
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