Whatever the hell we want!
12-16-2017, 08:14 AM
Ashiel was far from home, intent on broadening his mind and taking in the full scope of the world he lived in. He was a yearling now and his ambitions had bred a determined fire within him. Winter bit at his body, sharp and cold and the wound above his right eye started to ooze again. Dam. Where in all the hells had Lydia run off to? He didn't know what had transpired between the captive and his mother or why his mother had let her go. Part of him wondered what would happen if he found and recaptured her. The yearling paused as he noticed a curious hole in the side of a mountain. A cave? The wind picked up, biting and bitter and Ashiel decided it was worth the risk to get out of the cold for a bit… as long as he didn't run into a sleeping bear. Cautiously Ashiel scented the opening before slipping inside. He didn't detect much in the way of bear scent but it was clear these caverns went far and deep. Blinking his peridot eyes he waited for them to adjust to what little light there was. Using his nose, Ashiel maneuvered farther into the tangle of caverns until he came to a pool of water and a large mortal. He gazed at the other for a moment. "Nice place you have here." His nose twitched at the odd scent of the male. Had he run across a healer or a mad man? |
-- PLEASE NOTE: Â Ashiel is an EVIL character and can be prone to acts of swearing, maiming and other violence. -- Consider this your warning.