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08-31-2015, 08:18 AM
They were just walking, that was all it was. Ashamin with his head low and heart aching, Lochan with his face forward and young ears perked.
Then they found this place, new and strange. And though Lochan was too young to have seen as much of Helovia as Ashamin had, and had only travelled through the deep forest as an egg, he knew that the threshold wasn't supposed to end in this.
Ashamin took care with every step. He did not trust this land in the slightest, and its climate was far from suitable to his odd tastes. He wanted cold, this... was greenery. And though it was beautiful it was wet, too, in a way he found humid and uncomfortable. With every step through the winding plant-life, he found his hooves soaked in a puddle.
How in the hell was anyone supposed to find anything in here, let alone themselves?
Were it not for Lochan, who pressed onwards with inexplicable eagerness, the haruspex would perhaps have turned back and left the task of charting this land for another day. He needed his companion to guide him, though, else he'd be lost in an instant with his luck.
But as soon as Ashamin took a turn he saw something that made him want to stay: divinity. There stood a mare, towering above a small gathering of lost souls, painted in deep purples. The haruspex was in awe. He knew little about this mysterious goddess of the edge, only that she had apparently no one to communicate with in her own herd. And he wanted to learn more.
Ashamin would have stood looking up wistfully for hours were it not for his young companion's urging. Not far away stood the golden and his companion, and following Lochan's excitement Ashamin moved to stand beside his lore.
"Thranduil," he greeted quietly, before questioning, "what is this place?"
Beside him, Lochan bounded forth to butt Haldir's side gently. As far as the cerndyr was concerned, this day was only about seeing his friend again in a playground of green.
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ASHAMIN
Ashamin has approached @Thranduil and Lochan is trying to play with haldir. Brief bc trying to squeeze stuff in between work and school, apologies.
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