ardent

In the land of obscurity



Cathaoir

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
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0
size
Extra large
build
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44
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10-04-2015, 04:27 PM (This post was last modified: 10-04-2015, 09:12 PM by Evelyn.)



He realized when Starling caught up with him that he would have to slow down his pace. It wasn't that the smaller boy and a handicap to him, Cath's legs were simply long enough to scale the sheer cliff with more ease. He didn't mind, he wasn't often aware of the struggles of others. He looked for the herb with his friend, but he wasn't sure that he would know it as well as Starling. But hey, he was helping, right? The boy made a comment about falling on his face and it not being skill, the taller yearling shrugged his shoulders for the thousandth time. "Depends. Even falling can be turned. Used as an advantage. Anything can be an asset." he rumbled honestly. If something happened that your opponent didn't expect, it could be used against them. Even if it was a trip, i the could then be turned into a fake submit, lunging when your opponent comes to finish you off.

Starling's eagerness made him chuckle softly, dipping his head in acceptance of the agreement. At least he wanted to learn, and was open to other skills around him. "Deal." he said with another sharp nod. With that he turned and started up towards the next large shelf, seeing that Starling had found nothing here. This time he made his way up slowly, taking more purposeful steps to silently show the brown and white boy the best path to follow. This time when he landed on solid ground he stretched out his limbs, seeing a plant that could very well be what they came for. Head tilted to the side as he took a few steps towards him, before he heard a snapping sound behind him. One of the rocks from the edge had crumbled and fallen, and panic filled Cathaoir's eyes. Had Starling made it over before the rock off? It was close enough to their path that it could have hit him, and while it was not a massive stone it could still do some damage. Panting in fear, he raced back to the side and looked for his friend, desperation is his generally calm minty eyes.

"SPEAK!"

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