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08-30-2015, 07:06 PM
Even now the deer reached over and pulled the golden shimmering cloak gently over his bonded’s shoulder, trying to ignore the wince as it ran over a few sores. For once though the gold was very patient, surprising Haldir. Never did he snip or growl though the strain was clearly there. The deer latched the cloak best he could and the golden sighed with relief it was done. The golden cloth masked the worse of the wounds, and if he look care there would be little questioning or pitied faces. That was the last thing he wanted here. Tonight they were communing before the mirror again. A near wasted effort the last time, but this, with the new world dawning was more promising.
Keeping to the shadows of the falling evening as much as possible the golden makes his way to the Haruspex’s cave. He still bore a slight limp, which he tried his best to hide, but considering it also took his best not to wince at the cloth hiding the worst of his wounds, that did very little. Haldir at first was concerned, but as soon as he realized where they were headed his gait picked up a bit. He hadn’t seen his friend in a while, and was most excited to play after all the long worrisome days lately.
The Laurelin slips in best he can, with as much of his usual swagger as he can remember to play forward. He manages well, but for the lower head set and the still slightly noticeable limp. Haldir though quickly forms a distraction. He rushes in with a short call of his adult kind, and trots right up to the little mirror of himself. In elvish the phrase slips through, ”Behave.” The golden did not need the stag kicking up his heels like a fawn in this company. The deer though listened little.
So the golden comes to a halt in the same place as before, with a worn face. He angles himself best he could to hide his right side from the cool light of the cave and others. He wanted no questions, just to get this over with and move back to his own cave to rest.
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