| Aurora Basin General atk: 7.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 6.5 |
| Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.1hh :: Four HP: 75.5 | Buff: DANCE |
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Orsino :: Plain Kitsune :: Dark Illusions
& Enyo :: Common Griffon :: Draining Clutch
Heather |
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The avaricious gleam of another day, another hour, set between their bond like a gleaming vice, serpentine and swindling, roaming from each beast to the next until they seemed united in decadence. The Deep Forest was a familiar, favored haunt, where they’d first been tied and tethered, one exuberant, the other unholy, raptured and revered for its monstrous depths and darkened shadows, the persistent of foul cretins and creatures, and the covert cloak and daggers theme. In any other instant, they might have unwound their fangs into the trees and groves, dove into the depths of pools in search for treasure and desecration, but Orsino had been too unruly, too seditious, already eyeing a growing crowd near spruce and pine.
Some of the others were unfamiliar at best, never seen, never heard, and some were remnants of memories from the latest herd meeting – but their attention wasn’t wholly grasped by the cretins and fiends anyway. It was the egg, nestled between bracken and needles, resting, waiting for something, for someone, to snatch it away.
He thought to do just that. The wicked portion of the boy’s mind wanted nothing more than to possess the valuable orb for himself. He knew its value, its worth, its precious benefits; he’d been lucky enough to be granted one before, to watch it grow into the fox creature nestled at his hooves. But there were too many around, he was quite certain by the indicated mass, yearning to do the exact same thing: sneak and spoil, snatch and clutch, flee into the woods to witness the birth of their rapacity. Orsino likely would’ve offered, but the chance and opportunity were few, and the youth had learned. There’d be a task at hand, a mission, a demand, a command, to see who was worthy and who was not – and he was a determined enough fiend to await the momentous swing of fate and persistence.
He’d been granted fortune before – surely it could happen again.
[- Seeking Griffin with Draining Clutch.
- Previous Refusal
- Would like to use one extra roll.]
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[DROP] it's harvest time!! [Common SS]
