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Ardyn



Ardyn

Loner

Master Fighter (250)

Master Hunter (240)

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age
6 Years
gender
Male
gems
1056
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
501

Samhain 2022The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3
02-09-2021, 01:12 AM
Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi

Ardyn, listening as he worked the hide free of the bear’s flesh, grinned as Drachen accepted the offer to join Valhalla, and his mother granted him a rank. Outlander, as was usual. He liked the man, and looked forward to watching him rise and working with him.

He tugged, curling his fingers into a fist and punching down between the hide and flesh, peeling it apart with sticky ripping sounds, nicking with his claws where needed as he worked along the bear’s belly, listening to the conversation. At Drachen’s introduction, he grinned. He could see the spark in the man’s eyes, and trusted that he would indeed fly to the defense of the pack if another instance like this happened again.

He worked the hide free of the paw and leg his mother held, stripping it away. In time, the whole front end of the bear, save for the back and its head, was freed of its hide, leaving the flesh bare to the cold winter air. He was glad for the cold air—flied wouldn’t be attracted to the kill, too busy sleeping in the cold-induced torpor.

This bear’s hide, while somewhat slashed up by his claws, would mend easily with some sinew thread, and would warm one of the alcoves, or one of the dens of the pack. The meat, though wolves of old, his mother and grandfather had said, rarely ate other predators unless starving, would be portioned and dried into jerky and travel food. He found cooking to be fun, and he looked forward to seeing what else they might do with the bear.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think

Ardyn's family (Red, Aurielle, Siblings, Valhalla) are allowed to crash threads, regardless of private tags.

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.