05-29-2018, 07:01 PM
Siberna trailed the stag along the final steps into Arklov territory. Tail twitching and ears high, the Orian observed the alluring Cerulis. His gaze was stern, calculating the various strengths of the wandering stag. He seemed comfortable amongst the flurries of the mountain range. From a distance, Siberna could tell the thickness of his pelt provided possibility for more than just minor visitation. He'd never seen a buck such as this. It was not necessarily the allure of his pelt that caught Siberna's attention, but the scents that flowed from him. They were newly born, coated in scents of the land that had yet to permeate into the beast's skin.
Upon his flesh, Siberna could taste a different flavour, unrecognizable, and this spark of curiosity ultimately drove the buck forward.
His pelt was starting its change into the seasons. Though white and opal still clung to the thickest parts of him, already a redd-green was starting to show through in the underlayers. In certain steps, the Vigilante descended in front of the buck, ice eyes locking on his.
What do you seek? Straight to the point, yet open ended and inviting. If the buck sought a minor repreive, Siberna would grant it. If he sought to join the herd, Siberna would deliver the man to Tundris, for only the Lord could decide if the herd needed more. Siberna suspected this would be an easy addition, should Tundris agree with it. Arklov was small, and new births would be happening soon. Any additional set of antlers and hooves to ensure protection was welcomed by Siberna. Ah, but you are no longer the lord of this herd. His gentle internal voice reminded; nevertheless it was his purpose to discern whether a beast was worthy of bringing to Tundris at all/
Upon his flesh, Siberna could taste a different flavour, unrecognizable, and this spark of curiosity ultimately drove the buck forward.
His pelt was starting its change into the seasons. Though white and opal still clung to the thickest parts of him, already a redd-green was starting to show through in the underlayers. In certain steps, the Vigilante descended in front of the buck, ice eyes locking on his.
What do you seek? Straight to the point, yet open ended and inviting. If the buck sought a minor repreive, Siberna would grant it. If he sought to join the herd, Siberna would deliver the man to Tundris, for only the Lord could decide if the herd needed more. Siberna suspected this would be an easy addition, should Tundris agree with it. Arklov was small, and new births would be happening soon. Any additional set of antlers and hooves to ensure protection was welcomed by Siberna. Ah, but you are no longer the lord of this herd. His gentle internal voice reminded; nevertheless it was his purpose to discern whether a beast was worthy of bringing to Tundris at all/