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11-25-2015, 10:45 PM
Destrier
Suli & Merlin
never feared for anything, never chained but never free
I tried to heal the broken love with all that I could
I tried to heal the broken love with all that I could
The call from the Champion of the Falls was not easily missed. Standing at the edge of one of the many crystal clear ponds that dotted the Falls, I jerked my head up, droplets of water rolling down my whiskered chin and falling back down into the crisp body of water. Merlin, who had been lazily lounging atop a rock to soak in the sun, leapt to attention at the sound, and gave a shake of his head as though to further wake himself. Suli, on the other hand, well… unless it were an emergency, the little green didn’t care much for removing herself from her sun bed.
‘Come now, Suli… we must.’
For a moment, I was uncertain that the dragoness would respond at all given her stubborn nature, but with a sudden inhale, followed by an indignant, very over-dramatic huff,
Suli stretched out her wings before slowly dragging herself up to her feet, talons clicking against the smooth rock. The look she shot towards me was akin to a child that had been awoken much too early from their nap, and mine, the one a father might use to silently dare them to argue.
But she didn’t, and so we carried on.
She basked in the cover of the forest, standing in a small clearing. Others had already gathered, and with a start I came to realize I knew only a couple. Ktulu and Ciceron, of course, as well as Aaron, whom I’d known since first joined the World’s Edge several years ago. Had it already been that long…? Coming to stand beside the stocky, painted warrior and his hellhound, I gently bumped my nose into his shoulder in way of greeting should he allow it. A quick glance was given to the rest that were gathered then, bister eyes warming at the sight of so many youngsters, a soft smile tugging at the corners of my lips. There was a pain that began in the pit of my gut that recklessly tore its way to my heart as I thought of my own. Laila and Luken…
A sharp inhale in a futile effort to still my heart, to ease the pain, if only for a moment.
“My Lady,” the words were carried on deep vocals, hushed in a respectful way as I regarded Ktulu, and then Ciceron. “Sir.”
"Talk."
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‘Come now, Suli… we must.’
For a moment, I was uncertain that the dragoness would respond at all given her stubborn nature, but with a sudden inhale, followed by an indignant, very over-dramatic huff,
Suli stretched out her wings before slowly dragging herself up to her feet, talons clicking against the smooth rock. The look she shot towards me was akin to a child that had been awoken much too early from their nap, and mine, the one a father might use to silently dare them to argue.
But she didn’t, and so we carried on.
She basked in the cover of the forest, standing in a small clearing. Others had already gathered, and with a start I came to realize I knew only a couple. Ktulu and Ciceron, of course, as well as Aaron, whom I’d known since first joined the World’s Edge several years ago. Had it already been that long…? Coming to stand beside the stocky, painted warrior and his hellhound, I gently bumped my nose into his shoulder in way of greeting should he allow it. A quick glance was given to the rest that were gathered then, bister eyes warming at the sight of so many youngsters, a soft smile tugging at the corners of my lips. There was a pain that began in the pit of my gut that recklessly tore its way to my heart as I thought of my own. Laila and Luken…
A sharp inhale in a futile effort to still my heart, to ease the pain, if only for a moment.
“My Lady,” the words were carried on deep vocals, hushed in a respectful way as I regarded Ktulu, and then Ciceron. “Sir.”
"Talk."
p
You may attack and use magic on Des at any time for any reason.
HP: 66.5
