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It shouldn't be any surprise that when Tilney found himself with naught to do, he found his way to the Threshold. Pea flew ahead, glidin for as long as his young wings would allow before swooping bick onto Tilneys awaiting crown. It was these journeys; the slow, casual ones that Tilney completely enjoyed. A well worn track of his own making was now his constant path to the Threshold. There were other routes absolutely, But this was one Tilney preffered - it took him along a winding stream for miles and the most picturesque field. It also showed any recruits the best of the Thistle Meadow, and the highlghts of the central highlands of their new home. Though today the flaxen physician was not in the mood for theatrics, nor had he been for well over a month now. Perhaps if you had been watching him last week you would of observed his vile behaviour at the Riptide Isles, Behaviour unnimaginable by any close to the stag. He was simply not himself, not since both Arah and Ultima had taken flight. Not now that his mind was controlled by anger and hysterics. It cured however; slowly. With enough fresh air and work to do Tilney found himself changing once again for the better. His goals were emerging, then falling away - but at least they were there. It wasn't long at all until those marble feet were finding their way through twig and fallen leaves rather than meadow grass, and not much time passed until Tilney came upon a traveller as one usually did in the threshold. Rose golden pelt with remarkable dappling, this was a stag who would have no issue securing female company. With a soft snort, Tilney stepped forth between the trees and smiled keenly towards the man "Good day" He uttered, standing tall. "Welcome to Helovia" "Are you injured? I am a doctor sir, Do you need medical attention? Travelling takes a great toll on the body" His trusty lantern crooned over the stranger, welcoming, warm and bright. He wondered if this man might like a home at the edge, and so began to ask him. "Also, if you're in need of lodgings I am sure you would be most welcome at my Herd - the nation of the Worlds Edge in the western corner of the land." |
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Wander or Leave
turn in to winter lights
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