To be a proper Knight
Artorias
Knight
Fleet-footed
12-20-2020, 02:25 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-20-2020, 02:27 AM by Artorias.)
Outlaw's call to him caught the boy's attention with bright eyes and alert ears. Artorias stopped mid-stride and altered his course toward the hybrid wolf-dog, blissfully padding through the grass to the young man. His head cocked curiously to the side and peered over at the pool of water. There was something in the water he needed to look at? He'd seen these pools—and gone for some unauthorized unsupervised dips once in a while—a million times. What could be in the water that was so interesting? Brow furrowed in confusion, Artorias came closer to the water, glancing between the shallow pool and Outlaw's grinning face. The wolf-dog was up to something, that much was obvious, but what was it...? Outlaw was an interesting character. The man wore his heart on his sleeve, and his poker face was nonexistent. Whatever he wanted to show Art, it was something that had him giddy as a child on their birthday.
As Artorias reached the edge of the water, amber eyes peered into the pool and stared through the clear water at the slightly distorted shapes hidden below the surface. It looked like a large, thick stick in the water—but the closer he stared, the more detail he was able to make out, and his eyes widened in amazement. Artorias' mouth dropped open, turning to give a gaping stare up at Outlaw, then back to the objects in the water. Artorias jumped into the water, little paws splashing the water about and shoving his head beneath the water to grab at the wooden sword by the hilt. His jaws gripped the leather-wrapped handle and emerged from the pool with another burst of water that sprayed around and glistened in the sunlight. The puppy emerged triumphant with his new sword in his clutches like King Arthur wielding his Excalibur. Fiery amber eyes burned with excited flames as he swung the sword like he had use his sticks, getting a feel for the weight and heft behind each strike. The sword was a little longer than the sticks, and definitely heavier, but it felt more like a proper weapon too. Now he was a little knight with his mighty sword ready to face every enemy that opposed him. This was the best day of his life!
"Luhk aht wah ah fahnd!" the little knight declared with a muffled yip of excitement. Artorias glanced back down into the water, spotting the harness resting beneath where the sword had laid and fished it out with his paws, dragging it back onto dry land with him as he set his sword down on the ground beside it to truly appreciate his new gifts. "Wow! Check it out!" he nearly squealed, his tail wagging so fast that it was a blur. He beamed with at Outlaw with a huge smile on his small face. "Did you make these, Outlaw? They're sooooo awesome!" Artorias grabbed the sword by the leather loop, holding the sheath the wooden blade was stowed away in by his paws and pulling back to draw his weapon. He would definitely have to get used to sheathing and unsheathing his sword, but already he was excited to get to practice with his new weapon. "Is this armor?" he asked, pawing at the harness while he studied his new equipment. Outlaw had really outdone himself, and Artorias was having the time of his life!
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One big happy family
Artorias has two ravens named Corbin and Eira and a fox named Argent. Assume they are within calling distance at all times.
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