Filling the Larder [Hunt!]
Coran/ any interested hunters, Red?
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1056
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| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
Ardyn wasn’t left waiting for long. While Coran seemed not to be up for a hunt, a woman he vaguely recognized by description as Aslaug, his cousin, arrived, offering her help. His tail torched into a wag, picking up speed as Cairo arrived and gave him clear approval that he could lead the hunt.
Next, and last, came his father, and Ardyn grinned at his father, giving over to a wriggle as he nuzzled into the gold-brindled red man before composing himself and presenting as an heir should, with dignity and clarity, like his parents had taught him.
“Alright, so, there are two deer I’ve been watching. They’re both small and not…. Thrifty,” He glanced at his father and Cairo for confirmation that the word he’d chosen was right before going on.
“It’s a doe and fawn, and the fawn is frail compared to others its age. I thought… maybe we could bring down both and feed the pack, and leave room for stronger animals?” His mother often put it that way, right?
His ears tilted to the sides in thought as he considered the wolves in front of him. His father was often a chaser that helped spook the prey, since his sabers had a possibility of breakage if used on unsubdued prey. If he recalled the story about the last bison hunt, Aslaug had been on the chasing detail, too.
Glancing over the three he decided, “I think we should split into two groups, maybe. Cairo, Aslaug, If you can keep the doe in the area until Dad and I get it brought down, we can help bring her down after.”
He glanced at his father, making a mental note to go hunting with just the two of them soon, and to check that his father agreed, before he added, “Do you want to do the spooking or the take-down, or we could ambush it?”
He was open to suggestions, of course, and his eyes flicked between the three older wolves to see if they’d voice any as he rose and led the way at a walk. It would be a few minutes at this pace before they reached the deer, but he was confident the two deer would still be there.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
Ardyn at first glance is as black as can be imagined with a raven sheen.
Closer inspection proves that he shimmers in fire tones in every hair on his hide right down to his lashes.
More obviously, he glows like a bed of coals and flames with every movement and brush of fur. His tail is usually wagging, so blazes like a torch.
His adult teeth are in and his saber canines have grown to their full length (see profile). His mane and tail hair have grown to full length, as well as being lightweight and easily buffeted by breezes.
A look at his front paws will give the impression of hands, with his dew claw dropped low and lengthened into a functioning thumb, and his toes elongated into fingers. He has retractable, solid black cat-like claws on every paw.
Ardyn has developed a glowing mast of intricate markings in fire and ice colors over his face, symmetrical over the last seasons of Year 17 (see profile for details). During hunts or raids/sieges, he will smudge them out with black soot to cover the glow, otherwise, they are bright enough to note at first direct glance at his face. Not all his artwork currently portrays the mask markings.
He is also often bedecked in beads, small bells, feathers in blues, ribbons and braids thanks to the Ooze Event of Halloween 2021, and the Coathanger item that he got. The accessories generally are seen most in his mane and tail hair. He removes the brighter items and bells for hunts or battle.