as we collide
08-24-2013, 12:06 PM
The day had come. It had only been a few days, perhaps a week or so since he had stepped before the Valhallan borders, a silent wall of solid muscle and raw power ready to defend his father lest someone decide to throw a low blow or take him by surprise and that's what he was doing today once more. As much as he didn't agree with what Isardis was doing, the white ghost was his father and King. The young Knight had sworn his loyalty to him and he wasn't about to go back on his word. Without having to ask him to come, the grey-blue brute had simply followed his father to the battlefield. It was an unspoken command to accompany him and Taurig understood perfectly. The young man had never actually participated in an actual war or spilled the blood of another opponent. He'd sparred countless times with elder warriors in his pack, with his own mother even, but never thrown down with a real opponent. But if his training sessions were anything to judge by, the man wasn't one to take things lightly, especially if someone's life was on the line. The stench of blood and decaying flesh was pungent in the air, causing the man's ears to flatten against his skull. So this was what a battlefield was like. It was an expansive area, mostly made up burnt grass, dried up with the sun, the occasional set of bones decorating the earth. Icy gaze was cast forward, intent on his father's pale figure as he padded behind, senses on high alert. As much as he wished his father didn't have to fight, he would have to allow it. Isardis was the one challenging, not him. He was simply a bodyguard, one to make sure that after the fight, were he to loose or win, that he would not be gone after, or else they would be met with the solid wall of muscle and teeth. The pale King halted before him, the Knight mirroring his father, stopping towards his left flank, gaze dancing across the battlefield, searching for the figures of the Valhallans that were to accompany the queen as his father called for her. He'd been the first of the Glaciem's to arrive. But he wasn't worried. He knew the rest would quickly follow. Talk like this |
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