Kali vs Ardyn [Yearling party race]
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1056
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| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
He stretched lengthily as he made his way to meet his racing opponent. She was small, though far from tiny, and as she tried her charms on him, his lips quirked in a faint, amused smile, brow points lifting in a questioning perk.
“I am Ardyn Adravendi of Valhalla. A pleasure, Lady.” For now, he left any further honorifics out of the conversation. He generally used them in brief passing, but this wasn’t a political social standing, even if he was being casually observant of the yearlings gathered here tonight. There were yearlings from just about every pack here—he’d even spotted Áskell, but not had the chance to catch the other boy, and Ari, just to name a few. This girl, though, was new to him.
Long-legged and streamlined, she was built to run, as was the Destiny of Valhalla. He’d braided his mane back along his scruff and withers to be out of the way, in case his opponent was one for yanking trailing hair to gain an advantage. His tail, however, flowed loose and long in an ink-black banner on the breeze carried by the river, flaring and torching under the friction as he took his place, cocking his head as he added, “As for what I want, I have no prize in mind. I’m running for the fun of it. If I lose, I’ll have learned what to do differently to better my odds next time. If I win, well. I won. Still plenty to learn from a victory.”
His sabers flashed in his features as he grinned down at her, chuckling, “However, I have no problem with bowing either way. It’s polite behavior.”
He waited for her to take her spot, counting down as he gathered his hind end into a light coil. At the end, he barked, “Go!” and launched forward in a first great bound and flurry of blazing black fur, following the path designated for their race.
He kept one ear canted back to listen for the smaller wolf as he fell into a steady cadence, cruising for now, conserving energy. From coursing prey and wearing it down in hunts alone, he knew how to wait for the right moment.
Ardyn vs Kali for Race
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.