01-05-2012, 01:00 PM
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A diamond force it took to make the man rise from his bed that morning. His dreams had been plagued with images and sounds rich with blood and torment. They had been reoccurring lately and he wasn't sure what it meant. He remembered the Oracle when she would come to visit way back when he was but a child, and she had said that dreams were the road to the subconscious. So it was slightly worrying to the man that his subconscious was full of blood and screaming women and infants. He rubbed at his head as he hesitantly pulled himself to his feet, growing black hair that was quickly resuming its former length was swept back into the customary ponytail to keep it from his eyes. His yawn was wide and showed of fearsome canines as he exited both his room and then the house and then Thackary village all together, the crisp air going some way to wash away the cobwebs from his mind.
When he was most of the way towards the stable he was close to feeling like his normal self again although the worry still dogged him enormously. It wasn't a good sign and the man thought that maybe he needed to seek more council from someone who would know how to help, as for who this might be though, he was at a loss. His only thought was Ralla but she was all the way in AniWaya, maybe it was time to make a trip to his once upon a time home and seek her advice, it would certainly make him feel better to have her opinion upon the matter.
Encompassed in his wanderings as he was it took the man almost half an hour to realise there was another scent inside the stables apart from his own. A hazy foggy memory came to him of a mauled looking she wolf that thought she was a boy and a royal looking deer that traveled together, slowly the name came to him over the next ten minutes until he was able to grasp it firmly. Finn Fidh. Curiosity overwhelmed his duty to work at that moment and the Austral man found himself outside on the snow shifting to his beast of a secui form and then tracking after the thin scent as it meandered away, a few times he lost the trail but after searching he quickly picked it back up.
The sounds of an angryish woman came to him as he got closer and the scent got stronger, and then her form was revealed to his eyes as he founded a corner in the mountainous terrain. It seemed she was trying to get her pet stag to go inside the cave and Alastair, if he remembered correctly, was having nothing of the sort. Leon took himself forwards a few steps and putting himself into her viewpoint,
"Finn Fidh. Fancy meeting you here after this time." The male said, some amount of warmth in his voice, their meeting had only been for the shortest of times but it was one that now he did remember it, he looked back upon fondly.
A diamond force it took to make the man rise from his bed that morning. His dreams had been plagued with images and sounds rich with blood and torment. They had been reoccurring lately and he wasn't sure what it meant. He remembered the Oracle when she would come to visit way back when he was but a child, and she had said that dreams were the road to the subconscious. So it was slightly worrying to the man that his subconscious was full of blood and screaming women and infants. He rubbed at his head as he hesitantly pulled himself to his feet, growing black hair that was quickly resuming its former length was swept back into the customary ponytail to keep it from his eyes. His yawn was wide and showed of fearsome canines as he exited both his room and then the house and then Thackary village all together, the crisp air going some way to wash away the cobwebs from his mind.
When he was most of the way towards the stable he was close to feeling like his normal self again although the worry still dogged him enormously. It wasn't a good sign and the man thought that maybe he needed to seek more council from someone who would know how to help, as for who this might be though, he was at a loss. His only thought was Ralla but she was all the way in AniWaya, maybe it was time to make a trip to his once upon a time home and seek her advice, it would certainly make him feel better to have her opinion upon the matter.
Encompassed in his wanderings as he was it took the man almost half an hour to realise there was another scent inside the stables apart from his own. A hazy foggy memory came to him of a mauled looking she wolf that thought she was a boy and a royal looking deer that traveled together, slowly the name came to him over the next ten minutes until he was able to grasp it firmly. Finn Fidh. Curiosity overwhelmed his duty to work at that moment and the Austral man found himself outside on the snow shifting to his beast of a secui form and then tracking after the thin scent as it meandered away, a few times he lost the trail but after searching he quickly picked it back up.
The sounds of an angryish woman came to him as he got closer and the scent got stronger, and then her form was revealed to his eyes as he founded a corner in the mountainous terrain. It seemed she was trying to get her pet stag to go inside the cave and Alastair, if he remembered correctly, was having nothing of the sort. Leon took himself forwards a few steps and putting himself into her viewpoint,
"Finn Fidh. Fancy meeting you here after this time." The male said, some amount of warmth in his voice, their meeting had only been for the shortest of times but it was one that now he did remember it, he looked back upon fondly.