Sheep Trails [AW Hunt?]
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1046
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| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
There was something more to Áskell’s answer, judging by the pause and the frown, but Ardyn didn’t push, respecting the other boy’s privacy, though he put in with a grin, “Learning healing’s a good cause. I thought I might go into it, back when I was a pup, but then hunting sang my name. Didn’t stop me from learning anyway. My front toes are really good for making sutures and keeping a leg steady to set it.” He wiggled his fingers for emphasis.
He gave Áskell a toothy grin and laugh as he headed off.
In his waiting spot, Ardyn watched patiently, and then, Lyr came into sight, wings flashing as the sounds of the sheep drew closer around the corner. Ardyn nodded and howled, bounding free of the shelter and rounding the corner with a snarl, right in the sheep’s faces. Several shocked bleats rang out, bouncing off the mountainside as the sheep about faced and fled in a blind panic back down the trail, sending stones clattering down the mountain. Ardyn bounded after them, Lyr helping to harry the animals from the left to keep them from fleeing up any narrow paths.
He didn’t dare glance down at the ground flying past his paws, beyond taking glimpses ahead on the trail to be sure of his footing. Ahead the sheep fled, and soon, the trap loomed. He saw the front runners begin to gather themselves. Wow, if they were really lucky, there’d be at least three to process at the end of this.
He called ahead on a huff, the word “Now!” ringing off the stony wall as Lyr arrowed down, working to spook the sheep away from the mountain, and aiding Áskell at his end.
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.