long, hot summer
03-03-2015, 07:43 PM
Emerald gaze shifted rapidly over the knoll, wondering who or what could have made the sound that he heard. He had found himself to be rather hyper-sensitive lately. Perhaps it was the knowledge that he and two others were charged with the task of protecting the entire kingdom (if one could call it that) from danger while the warriors were away. There was something to having so much responsibility that made him all too eager to prove himself. The sound-maker would soon appear, though, in the form of a semi-familiar man. He'd seen this man before, but had yet to speak with him. His name was Revenge, was it not? Kyarst thought it best not to chance it in case he was in the wrong. "Hello," he chided in amicable response, an expression equally as neutral as the others'. "Yes, I'm afraid that's a constant effort." Staying cool was nearly impossible, especially in the knolls where there were so few shady spots to linger in. He had taken to patrolling the knolls heavily, though, since he imagined that he would be tempted by all of the trees and the lake in the range. "You're Revenge, yes?" He thought it best to at least pretend he had some sort of certainty about the man's name. He knew he really ought to be working harder at getting to know everyone in the pack. Curiosity brimmed in his features, not only of the man's name but of why he was not among the warring party that had marched on Lydovne a few days prior. He looked like the strong, strapping sort.. surely he ought to be out laying siege to their enemies, no? "SPEAK" |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.