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Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1056
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| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
His muzzle dipped in confirmation of her assumption, though he admitted, “Yes, though I’ve much to learn, even now. No great shame; it’d be boring to know absolutely everything.”
He chuckled softly at her remark of his name. “That’s only some of my actual name; mom decided to carry on my grandfather’s joke of giving the first born a very long name. Ard Ri is a rank title in my pack. A new one, since we’re changing to the new way of things as far as rank titles. Valhalla’s overall heart and soul will remain the same. Family, Honor, Ambition and Unity.”
He left it for the time being; if she wished to learn more post-hunt, then he’d happily tell her all he could while he dressed the deer should they land him.
As she slipped away, Ardyn moved into place, moving with practiced stealth. Luckily, it was full daylight, and his glowing black coat wouldn’t catch the suspicious eyes of the deer. As he took his place halfway between the herd and the target, he watched the piebald form of his best friend in the sky, and at the tip-tip of Lyr’s wings, he readied himself, ears perked and listening.
A snarl a few beats later, drumming hooves and then a larger thunder of hooves behind as the fleeing buck startled the rest of the herd into flight. Ardyn focused on the hooves, then as the buck drew close the young King threw himself from his cover and leapt to clamp his strong forelegs over the deer’s shoulders in a bearhug, twisting to wrench the buck off balance as his retractable claws unsheathed and sank in for purchase.
One hand-like forepaw slid up to yank the buck’s ear, then further to the antlers and dragged the buck’s head back while Ardyn aimed a slash of sabers for the deer’s throat, trusting Shahara to help weigh the deer down as blood spattered his chest and the buck staggered.
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.