ardent

Heavy Rain



Lament

Somnium

age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
187
player
Glacier

The Ooze ParticipantTrick 2019
05-13-2019, 01:49 PM

Lament Pyre

The struggle to find himself was long and tedious. Flashes of memories that made no sense haunted his dreams, images of the tree, the beautiful, flowering blossom tree bathed in red. He knew it held importance to him, but he could not unravel the how. He spent as much time outside of Legion as he did within its borders. He was searching for a link to their past, anything that might tell them who they had been. Anything to wash away the shroud that hampered him, or take away the loss in his sister's eyes.

Another day of fruitless searching, of the wind whistling past his form. The drumbeats of his paws as they fell in rhythms against the earth. The frustration took him, through he barely even noticed when the rain began to fall. He slowed as he reached the battlefield, his legs slick with mud. He raised his head to the sky, raindrops bashing against his delicate features, and his paw beneath him whispered a gentle sigh.

None of his frustrations showed across his features. Infact, nothing showed there. There was a studious blankness to everything but his eyes, which in the silvers there someone might read his despair.

As the call for a fighter rang out in the bitter air, the warrior lifted his head, ears tilting in the direction of the call. Perhaps this was what he needed, a fight with a stranger. He would appreciate the exercise, the familiarity of the movements in his limbs. The clear space of fighting to help him forget the emptiness of his memories.

Lament made his way towards the howler, stopping only a wolf length from the man. “A good day for a spar” his smile displayed in the movement of his paw, for anyone who could read his amusement, in the language of the Adamre

He settled himself into a fighting stance, his eyes flicking the paws of the stranger, taking in the strength in them. Of the Armour that lay across his body. He was ready to read the language hidden in this white warriors limbs, for the fight that was about to take place.

Lament vs Acere for spar

"Speech"|"Ademic"