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It hadn’t been exactly easy. The constant switch backs the turning corners, but the golden was ever the art of his maze. Ever cautious when he needed to be. It wasn’t that he exactly liked hiding. This was after all the Laurelin. Yet he’d noticed, as did Haldir beside him, that the sound was small….and untrained. This was not some larger thief in the night. And that struck caution…and curiosity. So after the inevitable happened, and his trail was lost to her, he paid her the same curtsy. The twin. Gold harks pin back as he watches the filly continue on towards the isles beyond the Flats. Her slinking poster, her serious frame were not out of character, but out of context. The gold’s earth eye scan the salts for her pair, the one which had seemed to be joined to her at the hip, or at least a mother…..a father? Nothing…but a gathering. Snorting the golden crowned head raises, distastefully. What was a lone filly doing tracking him? (And not a badly either, practiced, though as before, untrained) In the fields ever ago they had ended on pleasant terms, Haldir’s pride excluded. The stag, keeping his more visible distance sneered at the thoughts, but the golden only smiled, and shed his beloved black cloak to walk towards the girl’s shrinking form. The child seemed too interested in looking for something that her senses of being looked at seemed temporarily turned off. It was only when a booming voice broke the quiet cat and mouse game that the smile of the gold faded and his attention refocused. The gold did not forget many things. The strange being at the edge of the isle with its odd pieced together look and its calling together of Helovians was….familiar, and he had the scars to prove it. Tasseled tail began to flick as he eyed the far shore with unease, especially as fate tried to make it easier for others to cross, and a gathering formed. The gold backed a step. Lately, gatherings hadn’t exactly been his thing. But Haldir as always was there to but up the roadblocks. ”Must” Harks pinned back down, and a dark face found the stag beside the bonded. “Oh?” The moon eyes looked to the gold, but in them also was an unhappiness about the current meeting on the isle. The contrast to the usual caught the gold’s attention. ”Yes. Rexanna’s girl.” Shit. Earth eyes roll and the crowned head turned back to the bridge, where already the babe was disembarking. His tail whipped at his sides in frustration. He certainly was not feeling very charitable today….but Rexanna….and besides, his questions were still unanswered. It seemed clear she was searching, but for what? Perhaps her other half? And if she was…she was after all Rexanna’s child. Growling the gold stepped forward, his harks pinned back and his blood pounding quicker. One way or another...he doubted anything good was on the far island. Cloven hooves stepped silently onto the sand, and crowned head rises to haunty heights. Others he saw, some he knew and some he did not. He avoided those he knew (glad to see their numbers small and unimportant) and hide behind those he did not know. Thankfully, big, weird, and egotistical was keeping most eyes on him, and though the gold was slightly curious himself, and one hark did stay trained on the creature and the questions asked of him, for the moment he stalked silently to the child. Haldir, not so bold still as his bonded, hung back. Whether he approached totally unknown or not he could not yet tell, but his hissed voice cut through to her as he closed in. “Your tracking skills need work, spitfire.” It came as a tease at first, but then his whisper cut lower. “Why did you follow?” The world may be receiving its grand end in some strange new being, but the gold was ever the Laurelin. Let’s just say, he believed in multitasking. "talk talk talk" Thranduil
His words are clever and bright
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Approaches @Kiada and speaks to her. Haldir hangs back by the bridge.
Permission from Skylark to say Kia had followed him a bit from the Festival.
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