Glimpse at the life you have

P. Teagan

POSTED: Tue Jan 28, 2020 6:39 pm

OOC -Backdated for 24/1 - Word Count: 615

Through this magnifying glass, I see a thousand finger prints on the surfaces of who I am.

Cedric worked with a hunger and passion. His muscled had been craving strain and effort for weeks now, and it felt like a relief to finally get to push them to a limit once more. It wasn't that Cedric had neglected all of his training since Fredrick came along, but his time dedicated to teaching the pup how to live had eaten greedily into the time Cedric's usually spent working his body into shape. Where the other Cavalier's stopped for breaks, Cedric made no such attempt for him, much rather remaining on a physical high than coming down and feeling the aches of hard labour. Their first day of work, or half a day by the time they'd reached the hub of New Caledonia, had been a test run for Cedric. A chance for him to taste just how much work he could put himself through, how much snow he could shovel and drag away from paths or dig out from houses. With his limits, which weren't much, in mind, the next day Cedric worked like a machine.

What was amusing was that the man had hardly spoken a word to the Caledonian's escorting and keeping an eye on him, considering Cedric had wanted to come to New Caledonia most of all for the sake of learning about their community, it seemed counter-productive. But Cedric wasn't the kind of man to pry into the lives of others, he wasn't going to go out seeking conversation with the pack. He came here to help them, as a Knight of Casa and a man who strived to help anyone he could, his own desire for knowledge and learning would come second. Actions spoke louder than words for Cedric, considering he wasn't the most confident speaker anyway, even if his vocabulary had been improving with age and experience.

Cedric lifted the shovel to rest over his shoulder whilst burning orange eyes checked over the path. Snow heaped to the sides of the doorway like small walls of compact ice, but the gravel in front of the door was finally clear. The man pried the door open slowly, hearing the creek of the worn hinges battered from age and the cold protest but fortunately not snap as they moved. The Stryder sighed in relief as the door remained intact as he tested it's ability to open. He could clear snow without a problem, Cedric's body had been honed to heavy lifting, but when it came to fixing broken doors the man was at a loss. With the door in fit condition, Cedric stuck his head into the dark interior. One of the window's had broken, allowing the inside of the unclaimed house fill with a layer of snow. Without the sunlight to melt it, the snow still sat all across the interior like dust gathered over ancient ruins. With permission from whoever watched him, Cedric began clearing out the inside.

Since it was mostly empty, Cedric didn't have to worry about moving belongings or taking too much care when clearing out the snow. A few bits of heavy debris had fallen around the inside, so Cedric started on those whilst his arms were still tense from his workout on the snow outside. A few rounds of clearing the house, and Cedric's eyes glanced to the movements of the pack around him, those there to keep an eye on the Cavalier's progress for the sake of safety. It was just by chance, but a particular glance caught the eyes of another. Canary yellow eyes, and Cedric looked back in what was close to bewilderment.

Cedric Stryder
A Knight is sworn to valor, his blade defends the helpless
Casa di Cavalieri
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POSTED: Thu Feb 06, 2020 2:36 am

Optime | Dated: January 24th | NPC: Kenyon (+519)

Related to [CdC] January News Post.

Through her son and Mako, Teagan had found out who had made up the Cavalier delegation; three young knights and then one that was unfamiliar entirely. Genkei had been overly ecstatic to see his friend, Temnota, after so many months apart, and the boy had been practically absent from the home since he’d learned of the Hushhowl’s presence in the area.

She had been avoiding the group of Cavaliers that—no doubt—her father had dispatched to New Caledonia. With her abrupt move—one without any goodbyes other than to the Lune himself—and her current physical state, Teagan did what Stryder’s did best; avoid and ignore what she didn’t want to deal with. She felt it made things simpler that way.

The arrival of the Cavaliers were not entirely to blame for her sudden absence in the public eye though. The Stryder was heavily pregnant, and due any day now if past gut feelings could be trusted. Instinct made her want to stay near her home, to be ready when the time came. It meant outings beyond the Fort walls were to be short and brief, if taken at all, which meant frustratingly few ways to avoid awkward contact with one of the visiting Cavaliers.

It made her wonder if Fenris was punishing her with the timing of everything.

Teagan had been returning from a short walk around the Fort’s outer walls with her Gypsy Vanner, Kenyon. He was a full stallion, and, thus, unable to roam freely in Rhovanian like the family’s mares and filly. The last headache Teagan needed was for him or Apollo to impregnate one of the pack’s mares, or, get into a fight with one of the other male horses. So, it meant that he and Apollo had to be manually exercised rather than simply turned out to pasture.

She noted a bit of headway made in clearing some of the deep snow out and away from the abandoned, unclaimed houses. It was as she came to pass one in particular that she found herself unexpectedly pausing as her canary-colored eyes met a familiar orange. In that instant, she was thankful she had worn her old rank cloak to cover her pregnant figure.

“Cedric,” she greeted neutrally, ignoring the look he gave her.

So much for avoiding this particular Cavalier in particular.

Kenyon’s ears pricked forward with interest at the sight of a familiar face. With a soft sigh, Teagan glanced to the Caledonian that had been watching over her younger brother and his progress. With a jerk of her head, she wordlessly requested that they take a short break from their duties. She’d ensure the silver-furred Brotherhood member didn’t wander off where he wasn’t supposed to.

Resigned to her fate, Teagan walked closer to the house Cedric looked to be clearing out. Kenyon followed, rumbling softly in greeting to the younger Stryder. “Liked it enough to pay it a second visit?” She asked, referring to his previous venture with Veri when the Cavaliers had sent out diplomacy summit invitations.

Teagan Stryder

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POSTED: Wed Feb 12, 2020 3:10 pm

OOC -Backdated for 24/1

Through this magnifying glass, I see a thousand finger prints on the surfaces of who I am.

Truth was in Cedric's expression. He hadn't expected to see his eldest sister here. It hadn't really crossed Cedric's mind when he'd taken up the chance to visit New Caledonia. He was aware Teagan was here, his father had said as much, but Cedric wasn't going to dive into the private life of the eldest Stryder for the sake of seeing her. The pair had a fairly professional relationship as far as family was concerned. Cedric had always seeked Teagan out when he needed advice, someone to spar with, or ask her if he could work with Kenyon. Hardly ever had the two Stryder's spoken casually, but Cedric had been alright with that.

Now there was a chance to just talk, and Cedric felt in shock by the timing. His mind had been hot-wired to focus on work, making a good expression on the pack and ensuring his strength was put to good use. To go from his work-based focus to reconnecting to his eldest sister made the man lost for words for a brief moment, blinking out of his daze to see Teagan relieve his watcher and take their position. Kenyon's greet had Cedric smiling softly, glad the large horse recognised him, briefly wondering if Teagan would grant him the chance to ride the stallion whilst the chance was there.

"I did, yes." Cedric responded simply, "Good to see you Teagan, and that you are fairing well. It has taken me a while to see beyond just Casa's walls. I want to learn more and see more, and this pack has grabbed my interest." Cedric explained. He glanced to his extracted items from the house, brushing off some dust whilst still addressing his sister. "Of course I came here with the intention of offering my help, so far I haven't even had the chance to learn anything about New Caledonia, I consider my duty above my own personal interests."

Cedric Stryder
A Knight is sworn to valor, his blade defends the helpless
Casa di Cavalieri
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Luperci Guardsman Tier III The Brotherhood: Master of Blunt Weapons They stole my dirty socks... :( 2020 SoSuWriMo Champ!
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POSTED: Fri Feb 14, 2020 3:43 pm

NPC: Kenyon (+300)


“Likewise,” she replied back simply. As much as she may have wanted to have avoided him, she still cared—somewhere deep down in her cold heart—about her younger brother and his wellbeing. “How’s Father and the rest of pack? Survived the blizzard well enough I suppose if he’s sending knights out to other packs?” She let go of Kenyon’s reins, allowing the stallion to move as he pleased. The Gypsy Vanner moved forward a few paces, demanding affection from the silver male in a way that was typical of the horse’s arrogance.

He confirmed his interest in New Caledonia, though, admitted to still having learned quite little about the pack itself. “Tch,” she said under her breath, “Typical Stryder.”

Teagan sighed as she made her way over to a short, semi-crumbled wall of brick that was near the house Cedric had been working on. Heavily pregnant, she found that extended periods of standing to be a rather taxing ordeal. It made her wish she had stayed in Lupus rather than Optime at mid-term. She sat down on the wall, letting Cedric decide between whether he’d take a short break or if he return to his previous task with clearing the empty house.

“I can answer what I can if you’re curious. I can’t speak too much though,” she started off, glaring subtly at the immediate, surrounding area. “The Lord-Regent here seemed all too interested in having Casa di Cavlieri’s Warlord join their ranks,” she explained in a grumble as she scowled. Given her rather unique joining, she suspected he was suspicious of her intentions. It had only been about two months since she had joined their ranks, and Teagan wasn’t about to jeopardize her family’s livelihood.

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