Cast your Eye Afar [Cassiela]
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1046
BrienaSkysong
| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
Cassiela had been guesting with them for quite some time. His gut suggested she may become much like Drachen had. The man had joined out of a sense of debt payment for Aurielle’s help when he’d washed up in the east and stayed in the end.
The man was now out on a mission, scouting the outlying lands of other packs and scouting prey in the local lands as well. It meant Cassiela wouldn’t be able to get in touch with him until he returned, but perhaps, should she be willing, he’d send her on her own little missions.
He padded lazily across the plains to the mouth of her den, testing the scents. She wasn’t in, so he settled to wait patiently with a flick of his tail and a pleasant smile on his features.
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.
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1046
BrienaSkysong
| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
It didn’t take very long for him to spot a rather windswept and travel-dusted Cassiela padding toward her den. Her eyes flicked up to find him and the stutter in her steps that turned into a dust-rattling shake of her coat told him she’d possibly been looking for him, or was simply surprised to see his tall figure parked at the entrance to her den.
Perhaps it was both, and his lips twitched in a bemused smile, head tilting as she told him she had news to share. He wasn’t left long in suspense as she told him of a new pack settling nearby.
“Oh? Do tell.”
Apparently she was well ahead of him in gathering intelligence on other packs, and a faint grin tugged his features as he considered that he might very well be spot on about her being suited for tasks such as these.
He settled on his belly, front paws crossing idly at the wrists, long digits drumming absently over the dirt as he listened closely to what she could tell him. It was always nice when he could learn about packs before their alpha stopped by to do the usual political meet and greets.
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.
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1046
BrienaSkysong
| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
He listened as she described the woman, letting her slip by into her den and get unpacked while she spoke, though his head tipped to curve one ear toward the moth of Cassiela’s den as he listened.
Interesting, and he gave a soft hum of acknowledgement to show he was listening to the report before the small stone and silver woman returned to the opening of the den and reclined. Celeste wasn’t a name he’d heard before, but most newly founded packs weren’t led by familiar names.
“I may have to pay a social call at some point, then. It could always be beneficial to found a trade agreement with a close neighbor.”
Certainly better than having an enemy for one. He nodded and kept note of the possibility of a festival coming in the future tucked away at the back of his mind.
He listened to the assessment of the woman’s character, head tilting thoughtfully. “What does your gut say?”
The question was frank, but his expression was interested as he regarded Cassiela with his mismatched glacier and firebrand gaze. He’d reserve a full judgement of the Ethyrian Mistress’s character for when he met her himself, but it would be interesting to see if the small woman could pinpoint whether the woman was truly benevolent or just putting on a mask.
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.
Ardyn
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (240)
Knight
Bloodletter
6 Years
Male
1046
BrienaSkysong
| Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi |
Ardyn listened as Cassiela gave her impressions of the newly minted desert Mistress, nodding slightly at the assessment. A soft huff of amusement answered the small woman’s elaboration. “Perhaps she’s new or hasn’t asked the right wolves.”
He took in the information about the gathering the other pack had in mind, nodding again. It was a good way to investigate. The general bustle of festival atmospheres tended to blend things together into a swirl of colors, chatter and sound. Unless you were looking closely, an observer might go unnoticed.
Given his own appearance, it was unlikely he’d be able to sit back and watch from afar for very long without catching the eyes of others.
He tucked the thought away for further consideration accepting Cassiela’s own suggestion with a nodded grin. “Bumping into her outside of an event or political visit probably won’t be too unlikely. Should be interesting to see if her eyes let anything slip.”
The pause in Cassiela’s words came with a sense of trepidation, and he studied her with interest as the woman started out, tone serious. Ahh. Here it came. A decision.
He let her explain herself, nodding in agreement with her fear. He’d have done his best to pull the pack back together had he lost, and had the fight not been dissolved before it really began. It was a pity the woman had eluded his attacks and gotten away with no reminder of her poor choices, but in the end, Valhalla was safe for now, and that was what mattered most.
“Fear in such a time is natural. I would have done my best to pull together those willing to rebuild Valhalla, had I lost. As Erani rebuilt after her adopted daughter was defeated in a challenge. We always tend to rise from the ashes one way or another.” A soft chuckle rode that last statement before he let her continue.
A soft smile rested on his features at the end of Cassiela’s speech, and her request. It was always nice when your gut feelings proved you right.
“Welcome home. You’ve proven yourself well, especially with your initiative in gathering and bringing back information. With that in mind, what path are you wishing to take in Valhalla? You have a knack for diplomacy from what I’ve noticed.”
He sat back, head cocking as he regarded her with a faint grin, waiting to see what her response would be.
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.