Lifecircles [Bison Hunt]
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1056
BrienaSkysong
| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
Taliesyn had reported the sick bison to Ardyn a few hours ago, and the High King had spent the next few hours shadowing the bachelor herd, observing. The bull was sick, alright, and old, if his coat and eyes were anything to go off of.
Even from a distance, Ardyn could hear the bull wheeze with each breath, and his drooling muzzle gaped, dark tongue panting for breath as he struggled to keep up with the other bulls in the herd, even at a slow pace.
With a good hunting group taking the animal down and ending its misery would be relatively easy, so far as wearing the animal out. Of course, it would still be dangerous. Bison were nothing to laugh at when they were defending their lives against an attacking wolf.
Ardyn marked the location of the target and studied the direction the bachelor herd was heading, then headed away from the herd at a brisk trot. He put a good half-mile between himself and the bison herd and tilted his head back to call for a hunt. Lyr winged off to carry the message farther.
Lunira and Sadir settled nearby, watching and waiting as Ardyn stood ready, ears perked.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
Ardyn at first glance is as black as can be imagined with a raven sheen.
Closer inspection proves that he shimmers in fire tones in every hair on his hide right down to his lashes.
More obviously, he glows like a bed of coals and flames with every movement and brush of fur. His tail is usually wagging, so blazes like a torch.
His adult teeth are in and his saber canines have grown to their full length (see profile). His mane and tail hair have grown to full length, as well as being lightweight and easily buffeted by breezes.
A look at his front paws will give the impression of hands, with his dew claw dropped low and lengthened into a functioning thumb, and his toes elongated into fingers. He has retractable, solid black cat-like claws on every paw.
Ardyn has developed a glowing mast of intricate markings in fire and ice colors over his face, symmetrical over the last seasons of Year 17 (see profile for details). During hunts or raids/sieges, he will smudge them out with black soot to cover the glow, otherwise, they are bright enough to note at first direct glance at his face. Not all his artwork currently portrays the mask markings.
He is also often bedecked in beads, small bells, feathers in blues, ribbons and braids thanks to the Ooze Event of Halloween 2021, and the Coathanger item that he got. The accessories generally are seen most in his mane and tail hair. He removes the brighter items and bells for hunts or battle.
Tyto
Master Fighter (240)
Advanced Hunter (70)
Juggernaut
7 Years
Male
0
Dragon Mod
The call for a hunt drew him. He was always up for a hunt, even if it meant stopping his task for the moment to help with whatever it was that needed to be brought down. His attention was caught rather quickly when he saw Ardyn's familiar companion winging overhead, and with it, Ardyn's call. He moved at a brisk trot to meet with Valhalla's king, ears swiveling for the sound of today's prey choice. Though he was likely too far from the target to pinpoint what it was, it had to be something worth its weight or size if a group was being called to help. He arrived in haste, approaching the king in no more than a few short minutes as he slowed to a stop. He didn't think words were needed, his presence alone would indicate he was here to help.
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Amorielle
Advanced Fighter (80)
Beginner Healer (0)
5 Years
Female
0
Dragon Mod
| Amorielle Adravendi |
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Her brothers call to arms for a hunt was not missed. Amory's ears perked up with interest, and while she wasn't the best hunter in the world, she was still capable. She figured she ought to help, and who knows? If someone got hurt, at least she'd be there to help them should the need arise. Though luckily, nobody needed a healer these days. She preferred to see her pack healthy and unharmed as opposed to needing her services, but just in case...she was always ready. Grabbing a few basic supplies and stuffing them into her satchel, she hurried to go and join her brother. When she arrived, she nodded to the newer Valhallan member before turning her attention to her brother. "I'm here to help!"
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think |