Filling the Larder [Hunt!]
Coran/ any interested hunters, Red?
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1046
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| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
Ardyn nodded at his father’s caution, smiling. He could hope that they’d bag two deer today, but it was his first time leading a hunt, and he didn’t expect it to be easy in the slightest. He took a deep breath and nodded to Cairo and Aslaug. “Okay! Go.”
He slipped away, knowing Cairo would guide Aslaug to the best spot—the older wolf knew the plains like the backs of his paws and would probably know where to place himself and Aslaug. Ardyn padded slowly along, scanning toward the creek and spotting their prey.
Good, good, the doe had moved a little way to one side, and the fawn seemed to be taking a nap. Maybe the doe was going to slip away to browse while she could. But as any deer ought to know when living in a wolf territory, it was never a great idea to separate.
Ardyn shifted his position, trying to move slowly, but smoothly. Hadn’t Da or Cairo said that movement was much easier to spot when it was furtive? With stops and starts?
He did his best to get into a good spot, glancing to his father. Red would take the best spot for himself, Ardyn was sure. If they played it right, either one, son or father, could scare the fawn into the other’s clutches.
He glanced to his father again, listening and watching for the other two to be in position before he nodded, giving his father the sign to spring the ambush. He father was never fond of taking bites with his sabers, with good reason. Not only would a broken saber hurt to high heavens and deepest hells, but it would dull a weapon of defense for Valhalla.
Ardyn prepared himself to intercept, coiled and ready.
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.