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06-21-2015, 09:24 PM
It had been far too long since he had come clothed as the blue banded bird to these woods. The golden within prayed the absence would not be missed much. There had been so much change. The crown hidden in his satchel now was more than a weapon but a symbol. Of authority, on he did had not always enjoyed the past few days. That was perhaps the most wonderful thing of this disguise he thought as he wandered through the jungle woods. Here he was not lord or king, and could return to the shadows. Yes he liked that very much.
A call rings out over the land, and the bay harks lift to hear it. Oh was he just in time for some pressing her matter. A small grin, patient and friendly lifts on his lips. Not at all does it resemble what is inside, but still a leak of the feeling. Pulling his blue cloak over his shoulders more against the cold he walks through the snow drift towards the gathering Kaj had called. Even with it reaching his knees it was less snow than the Basin’s bowl of it, so he was grateful. It was like a wonderful vacation. A time for care free manipulation, trickery, and lies. Coming up to the group the bay finds he is just in time to hear the news. A few heart warming events? Games? Not exactly the golden’s cup of tea. Full black tail swishes atop the snow. But he was not the golden was he? A groan is caught in his throat before it escapes. Right. Games. Conversing. Well maybe he could have his own brand of fun somewhere in there.
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