Royal NS Companion Drop

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[DROP] Royal NS Companion Drop

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Outcast atk: 5.5 | def: 11 | dam: 6.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.2 hh :: Eight HP: 77 | Buff: ENDURE

Haldir :: Common Cerndyr :: Dark Mist Hawk

#26

05-17-2014, 09:44 PM

T H R A N D U I L
Opening to hell,
He almost fell,
But again sounds the call,
Asking for his all.

Was hell this hot? God he hoped not. Sun beat down on the golden back and was burning a hole through his soaked hid. Flying about through the sand and sun, blinded by their gold. His earth eyes though saw only blue, that crystal like blue stone. It still had the golden completely entwined in its call. So much so the beast hardly knew how close he was to first. Only when the biting of the sand eased did harks lift and realize nearly none raced before him. There was no glee on his face though or alight in his eyes. Winning the race meant nothing. Answering the call meant everything.

He was not alone though. Four other currently raced near the front alongside him and the golden was hard pressed in the growing strain and sweat to keep his position among them. Oh how cloven hooves longed for solid turf and earth that did not shake and rumble when dug into. Shake and push. Concentration broken. Head lifted from its long stride. That movement was not made by any hoof. Full speed was carrying him through, but mind shook as deeply as the earth. Cracks drew in the sand. Spanish head snapped up. Holy shit.

Earth cracked in two. Sands, like rivers poured into the opening. Waterfalls of gold. Head dashed up further, the call was growing fainter, the crack wider. Thranduil would have to jump. No, he had to jump. Hark pinned and hinds kicked up a little. Thought to those beside him vanished, and or a moment full thought was on crossing this one way trip to hell. Thunder beast slowed a gallop, legs counting their paces. Three, Two, One. Hinds slide under him completely. Collected. Crouched. Then sprung. Whole bodily force thrown up and forward. Hark pinned and body straining. The golden was not much of a jumper, and certainly not a flyer, but cheating death over than opening earth made a light dance in his chest. Seconds ticked. One. Two. The side was still moving farther away. Dark eyes narrowed. Thranduil threw himself across. Strain dripping off golden hid in sweat.

Cloven hooves slam into sanded earth and the reverberations shake the beast some as hinds tuck in to follow. Do not celebrate too fast. Hinds touch the earth only to have it fall away. Shoulders pull as legs kick to find a solid footing. For a moment all might be lost. For a moment hell seems to be burning Thranduil’s fetlocks. Then, for the second time in the race a force rolled across the sands and slammed into the golden. Stronger than ever it radiated from that sea blue stone. Head snatch up, and earth eyes locked in once more. Vocals rage a deep roar. There is one ahead closer and the call is vibrating the golden mind that it is so close…to being lost. Cloven hooves snap on solid earth and kick the beast forward with such power it nearly summersaults him. Spine flexes though and rolls through. The golden son runs again.

It was no longer a faint and muddled call through the wind. It was roaring through him, and echoing in his chest. It pulled every muscle and stretched ever part of his body beyond limit. With the same struggle as before Thranduil threw in all his speed. Body already ached, and burned, but there wasn’t much left. The clear blue stone called to the golden. So many were so close. It could not be lost. Distance was closing. Time was running out. So little left. Call was stronger. So much at stake.

The golden son stretched past his limit. Spanish neck straining to pull himself in first. Answer on his lips.

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