Let The Sun Touch My Face [AW]
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1051
BrienaSkysong
| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
They weren’t alone, and the heir caught sight of the slim – and small – figure in dark fur approaching. She was small, indeed, although admittedly bigger than Aoife, his reference for tiny in the world. And the bright blue eyes were wide, taking him in.
His long-digited forepaw lifted to tickle Lyr’s glowing white patches of plumage as the raven hopped to stand under his chin, though the bird’s head cocked and Ardyn’s brow-points lifted in a subtle blaze of light at the young woman’s first words.
Had they? Aris had taken obvious delight in the friction-based reaction of his coat, and he hadn’t minded all that much— he’d seen other glowing wolves, but none he’d ever met actually seemed to glow when touched or buffeted by wind. Tel could control hers, and was brightest when happy, flickering and dim when upset or afraid, or ill. His mother was a constant bright being, and he’d known her no other way, though both parents assured him and his siblings that she’d been born without any light in her coat.
Taliesyn’s light was more akin to Tel’s.
A faint smile twitched over the young man’s features as he reached the end of his quick consideration, responding genuinely, “My mother, I suppose.”
Rich with a rumbling depth, his tone was faintly amused, ears flicking to the side in a near shrug as Lyr fluttered with a croak to his withers, claws clutching the folds of his cloak hood where it bunched against the base of his neck and the slope of his shoulders.
Ardyn's head tilted as he regarded the small woman, introducing easily, "I am Ardyn Adravendi of Valhalla, by the way. And you?"
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.