Brushing my hair—do I look perfect?
I forgot what to do to fit the mould |
Reignite your memory
Because if we just turn and run
Let them fire the gun
❚ Force permitted, just don't kill her :3
❚ Please tag me!
❚ Pixel by Nyte
[OPEN] Nobody Mapped Oblivion
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05-01-2015, 06:49 PM
Let the heat of the sun
Reignite your memory Because if we just turn and run Let them fire the gun ❚ Force permitted, just don't kill her :3 ❚ Please tag me! ❚ Pixel by Nyte
Soon the tour south would be done for the season, and the golden would return north for winter to see what new plan of action there was. Perhaps he would even swing through the threshold and pick up a few stragglers. So he had been lead to the forest. Of course it was the cool autumn breezes and rustle of leaves that kept him there. Like gazing upon the stars or washing in the ocean, it was soothing. It let him think. Many might believe the golden to act rashly, and speed through thought, but like his discussion here in these very woods with the raven proved, there certainly was a deeper process moving in his mind. He just only so rarely got the chance to thumb through the files. Especially after the turmoil of this season the restful thought was needed. So it is no wonder, that buried as he was in thought, the golden missed almost entirely that Haldir had sensed another creature. His large ears honed on a crack of a twig, or rustle of a body. Being so used to his silent bonded, noise now always stood out like a shout. He was ahead of the golden about twenty yards, and was just beyond the meadow of the fir and blood red pool. His small dark head held high, and his ears locking on, though through the brush he could see nothing. The golden kept walking. His calm explorations into his mind, making him less aware. Had Haldir not been there, the golden might have kept walking. The deer though, as the gold comes close, noses him awake. Crowned head turns to him, with a curious but hard gaze. It is only when they see the deer’s focus return to the newcomer that he understands. Rising his head above the low brush he can see a dark figure, perhaps some red, but it still most obscured. Harks flick back and then forth in thought, and his tasseled tail still swings with the lost rhythm of his walk. The golden looks to the forest beside and behind him. It would be ever so easy to slip into them again, to wander about as he had in one of the rare moments of peace in this Helovia. But his curiosity was ever working, pushing him beyond being a hermit to his thoughts. His energy now bent in finding who this creature was, commits to stepping forward. Haldir was first though. The golden noses the little deer on, wanting to see the creature’s reaction to it. Haldir was a follower though, in matter of other horses at least. He looks most curiously at his bonded, with a serious question about him. But with no alternative showing on the golden’s expression he turns forward. With cautious large steps, raised head, and taunt body, the uncrowned deer steps through the forest, a picture of his ancestors. He pauses just at the edge of the meadow, his eyes for the first time seeing the dark bird, but then he steps through. His pale eyes on her the entire time. When his body is free of the shadows the deer watches for a moment. Observing. He did not like to be alone though. Inside he was anguished by this change of routine. Turning his head back the deer calls into the forest. The golden within resists the urge to groan, but instead with his silent steps comes forward. The deer at seeing the golden figure coming begins to wag his tail and looks back at the black bird. Coming through the brush silently, the crowned golden walks through, but as his usual self. His head is kept low, and body at ease. He didn’t raise his crown to the heavens ready to pass judgement. He was a wanderer of the forest, unknowingly same as her. When he comes to the deer the gold nudges him. Perhaps some release, cue, or praise, it was hard to tell. The deer though nudges forward, coming to stand between her and him, his curious eyes pale, but a small smile on his lips. As usual he was glad to meet someone new. The golden, distracted by his company, does not at first notice where they are. His earth eyes look only at her, as they dip slightly. “Greetings” He seemed sincere enough, he certainly wasn’t trying to spin some elaborate lie unlike usual. In this forest where all was quiet and dark he felt most unnecessary. His wanderings here leaving his sense dulled. Perhaps it conversation that he needed to bring him from the cobwebs of the forest that had invaded him. OOC:: @[Ghost] Hope this works?? Wardrobe:: Circlet, Golden Cloak, Hawk necklace, Satchel (blue cloak, pole arm knife) Identities:: Ampere and Cashmere "lieslieslies" Feel free to use any force/magic on Thranduil, short of killing him. Please tag in every post. Ask Thranduil any question in the world, he'll be forced to answer on his profile. PM with your question.
07-01-2015, 06:42 AM
Let the heat of the sun
Reignite your memory Because if we just turn and run Let them fire the gun ❚ Force permitted, just don't kill her :3 ❚ Please tag me! ❚ Pixel by Nyte
08-10-2015, 02:40 PM
The wolf causes it first. He comes to Haldir, and though ears stay still upon the black bird, the gold watches the dark deer from behind. Even in the peace of this day a few gears ground together in discord to think of the gut instincts he had at the scene. The desire to stand in front of the deer. It didn’t help that his history with wolves had not been exactly pleasant. Haldir took a step back, and the golden’s head rose slightly. But before another move could be made, a command slips in the air, and the wolf retires. A small mischievous grin glides on the golden’s lips against his usual code. Today I suppose is about breaking all rules. Eyes return fully to her, to catch her glancing back up. Those earth eyes spark with a bit of amusement. He may be in a strange mood, but nothing could crush that vanity. Her voice rolls off with a bit of play. Is that what she thought of this day? That he had crept upon her? His mind was not slightly more drawn from its box. It rolls through the names but can not find one to match her, nor a face. Indeed he had been at the head of the invasion, but those days felt long past, and his eyes were caught that day by other creatures. “I am the Laurelin” Even Haldir turns and looks back at his bonded from his still cautious post. The golden had never used that title before. Knowing the golden’s tongue the deer caught its meaning, but he too was finding just how strange a mood this day was creating in his bonded. Her rush to greet him back is met with the same amusement as before, but this time the golden moves. He steps seem to have still kept that same rythmn, the metronome in his mind still ticking their beats. His cloven hooves carry him to the pool, and though never seen before, he ponders it like an old friend. Haldir was also no longer still, he was a bit ruffled by the wolf, but the deer still had a curious soul. He leaned in slightly, with his bare head down, nares whisping at the wind, to investigate. The golden ignored him. Instead he turns to look at the black bird again. “Who is the lady who feathers came too close to the pool?” His eyes hold a childish play. It was like he was another creature, something not entirely made here in the land of Helvoia. Perhaps it came out from the locked cabinet when it felt the cool breeze kiss, or the golden leaves on his back. Perhaps it came from a time of another world entirely. But be warned ye who think this the truth. Though the peace has sung its lullabye to him, he is still as he has always been. A ticking clock was all that is left after the solitary walk was over. The black lines of lies and dark hearts would fill back his vision soon enough. OOC:: @Ghost Ugh...yeah this just sort of came out, but I'm rolling with it. XD Wardrobe:: Circlet, Golden Cloak, Hawk necklace, Satchel (blue cloak, pole arm knife) Identities:: Ampere and Cashmere "lieslieslies" Feel free to use any force/magic on Thranduil, short of killing him. Please tag in every post. Ask Thranduil any question in the world, he'll be forced to answer on his profile. PM with your question. | |||||||||||||||||
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