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08-30-2015, 09:57 PM
The elephant’s charge had been successful- he had knocked the god and pierced his chest. Though he felt the rush of wind pass against his side, and snapping his gaze for the briefest of moments away from the battle, he saw a lightly built pegasus mare narrowly miss him. Azure gaze narrows, and his features- which were already tense with battle- became stormy. Thick black brow creases, jaw bulges as he grits his teeth. He pays no attention to the crystal shattering and imbedding on his back- adrenaline takes care of that.
He takes a step to advance on the small mare, his towering frame approaching her back- but he was halted by the shock of the godchild Roskuld. And the miraculous change which overcame the land, the death of a god, and the gifts of another. So he halted his advance, recognizing that their general had declared the battle over.
The vial of blood, attached to a white strand of string or hair, wrapped tightly around his horn. The glass clinked dangerously loudly against the ivory of his horn, and he eyed it warily. Though it did not shatter, and stayed tightly wound around his horn. An exasperated sigh escaped him- no good deed goes unpunished. Though he merely nodded in the direction where the Time God had vanished.
And returned his gaze to the golden and cream pegasus. “You, mare-“ his deep voice is angry, and carries well, “Now is an armistice. But I will not lightly forget your insult.” And then he dismissed her, as his attention was taken by the screech of his King.
Head snapped to the noise, and made quick work of the distance between them. Seeing the limo form of the once proud owl who had helped welcome him at the threshold, he snorted in consternation. “Mauja, one of our Edge healers? Some of them are winged- they could reach her quickly?” He takes a few steps in the direction of the Edge, and glances at his King over his shoulder in deference.
He takes a step to advance on the small mare, his towering frame approaching her back- but he was halted by the shock of the godchild Roskuld. And the miraculous change which overcame the land, the death of a god, and the gifts of another. So he halted his advance, recognizing that their general had declared the battle over.
The vial of blood, attached to a white strand of string or hair, wrapped tightly around his horn. The glass clinked dangerously loudly against the ivory of his horn, and he eyed it warily. Though it did not shatter, and stayed tightly wound around his horn. An exasperated sigh escaped him- no good deed goes unpunished. Though he merely nodded in the direction where the Time God had vanished.
And returned his gaze to the golden and cream pegasus. “You, mare-“ his deep voice is angry, and carries well, “Now is an armistice. But I will not lightly forget your insult.” And then he dismissed her, as his attention was taken by the screech of his King.
Head snapped to the noise, and made quick work of the distance between them. Seeing the limo form of the once proud owl who had helped welcome him at the threshold, he snorted in consternation. “Mauja, one of our Edge healers? Some of them are winged- they could reach her quickly?” He takes a few steps in the direction of the Edge, and glances at his King over his shoulder in deference.
TEMBOVU
Beware the weight of a vengeful soul.
ooc| @Aurelia cause she’s on his shitlist now XD And @Mauja cause we could make a general healing thread in the Edge for those who were in the SWP ^^
Please tag Tembovu.
