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Scanning around with hollow eyes, the beast managed to find a decent sized mount of brilliantly white snow. Lightly pouncing on the mount, his large figure carved itself in the solid water now lightly stained with a tint of red. Wiggling and rolling around in the cold, Dyhren was able to wash off the foul thick liquid from his pelt, though he was sure the foul scent wouldn't go away for some time. As he finished up his makeshift bath, the panther began his regular grooming process. Passing his raspy tongue through pieces of his fur, the large pink muscular organ smoothed down any pieces still covered in the cold snow. It was during his grooming session did the beast feel a pair of eyes on himself. Pricking his ears up, Dyhren looked directly to the being whose curious gaze was on him.
The delicate looking girl was filled with wondrous curiosity. It confused the panther for a few moments but took light of it. His though drifting to the fey's uncanny instinct of figuring out he was a shape shifter. He huffed out what seemed to be a sigh and strode over to Ovixous, paying no mind to the orbs following his movement. With the harpies whose wings were already separated from, the beast just clawed at the ground next to the corpse. Moving the snow and eventually reaching bare earth, Dyhren dug out a hole the best he could. Once it was a decent size, he pawed at the dead creature and pushed her inside. The body hitting rolling inside rather awkwardly. Though there were blood trails, the panther new it would soon be washed off when they were to be on their way.
As soon as the harpy was fully inside, the beast refilled the hole and started on the next one. Even if he was to do it alone, the panther was going to complete his task in burying the creatures. Though they were certainty not his favorite, it was in his best conscious to respect those who's souls went to the ghost kingdom maybe even further than that. To the kingdom of the gods. Although he was committed to burying as many as he could, Dyhren did not need to go visit the ones he slayed himself. There wasn't anything to bury anyway. Perhaps he would go just to cover the floor with snow. To make the scenery less bloody.
Company: n**, Dyhren Stance:Way of Animus - See Profile. Thoughts:Strange magic... OOC: I'm sorry I've been so slow with responding... I've been preoccupied lately, and I really don't mean to slow everything down. > . < Song:---
Ovixus simply shrugged at n**'s next remark. He knew that they were more than likely still quite usable, but that wasn't exactly the point he was trying to make. With the blood, anything that could pick up the scent would surely come after Ovixus, and that was something he wasn't quite sure about. Harpies could very well have been the least of their worries, so he wondered exactly what might come out of this trip. A fiend? He hadn't fought one in years, but he did muse the idea, and it was certainly a possibility.
So, he quickly continued his carving, removing the wings and then the talons, tossing them into his harvest pouch, and then putting his weapons away all in a quite systematic order. The bodies were clean-cut corpses soon to be lost in the time of snowfall.
When Dyhren suddenly approached with the peculiar floating items in the air, Ovixus furrowed a brow and stared t him for a moment, but assumed that since the creature was... well... a creature, he believed it would be pointless to think it could speak. That being said, he did believe that n** might not have been incorrect with her assumption that the creature was a shapeshifter. What type of entity could simply have strange orbs following it without it being able to speak in at least some form? He also could have been able to speak through his mind, what with the whole "Psychic Kingdom" thing, but it was still something Ovixus found strange.
"We should leave soon..." He said, peering out into the distance to keep himself alert.
I came down over the sleepy mountains where our wide toes plunged into the weeping shale to tear our skin up off from the bottom leaves our ankles bare don't just wander back and forth and leave it
After shoveling anything of value into her bag, n** stood and looked to Vix, ready to go. The harpies were all stripped of their talons and feathers and Dyrhen was rolling around in the snow, trying to wash the scent of harpy from his fur. n** wasn't too concerned about the scent. If anything, it would deter any creature from attacking them, as snow harpies were apex predators and didn't have too many predators themselves. An injured creature was a dangerous one, especially if it was a harpy. n** charged ahead when Vix commented about departing, "Yeah, we should go." She adjusted the bag over her shoulder, shrugging to get it in a nice spot, "The sun is setting and it's getting colder." n** did not want to get another cold when she was just starting to get over one. She pulled the black hood of her cloak over her head. Her cloak billowed in the wind, letting the cold surround her body. She was dressed slightly warmer than last time, but the cold was starting to find a way into her clothes. She really wanted to go and sleep off the chill with Puck sleeping by her side. "Well, let's go." She started trudging back the way they came, kicking up the powdery snow as she marched toward the Psychic Kingdom.
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Once he was finished with his task, the mighty panther shook his fur once before going to retrieve his satchel that was off in the corner. Nuzzling against it until it wrapped itself around his neck, Dyhren did his best to use his teeth to secure it's grip. Though there was little success, it was good enough. Prickling his ears up to signal his readiness to leave, the creature followed whoever went out of the cave first. It was then that the floating orbs buzzed around his ears. It was bothersome when his inner feelings betrayed him sometimes. The odd looking items were a sort of excess that was left behind from his earlier small burst of energy. Flicking them with his tail, Dyhren only gave them a glance. Waiting till they disappeared on their own.
Striding outside of the cave, the weather seemed to pick up again as the frosty air hit his fur. Though he was not as sensitive to the cold, he could not say much to his traveling companions. It was easy to tell that the fey girl was a bit chilly. Thoughts of her still recovering health, Dyhren thought of a solution to her temporal dilemma. Course, this may not please the woman whatsoever, it was the beast job to take care of the kingdom's guest. As the small group walked along, the panther gradually closed the distance between the fey and himself. His pelt lightly brushing up against the woman in an attempt to keep her warm. Dyhren feigned innocence and continued to walk with his eyes locked in front of him and nose to the air. Still not completely relaxing himself should there be other creatures wanting to take an afternoon snack.
I came down over the sleepy mountains where our wide toes plunged into the weeping shale to tear our skin up off from the bottom leaves our ankles bare don't just wander back and forth and leave it
As she walked, she felt something soft and warm brush up against her upper leg. The young changeling stopped briefly and looked down to see the panther brushing up to her legs. She wasn't sure whether he was doing this to annoy her or if he just really liked her, but n** wasn't really interested in walking with a panther underfoot. Tripping and falling in the snow wasn't going to make her any warmer. She raised her eyebrow and scoffed at the shapeshifter, "You know, if you turned into a human, you could carry me to the Psychic Kingdom to keep me warm. I'd really like that." n** smirked and pulled her cloak closer to her body, "Plus, I'm still kind of sick, so I need to maintain my energy."
She wasn't going to let up trying to find out what he looked like and her curiosity about him and Vix only peaked with time. She wasn't going to try too hard with Vix at the moment. He could wait as Dyrhen was a little more interesting to her right now. n** felt her mirror pulsing a bit and reached in to pull it from her bag. The reflective face was swirling with a strange mix of blue and purple; a sign that something had passed through the mirror realm from a reflective surface and into another reflective surface. She wasn't alarmed as it didn't signify any immediate danger (red was danger. Blue was ally and purple meant transport). but she did want to know who was using the mirror as a transport. Shaking her head, she replaced the mirror into her bag and looked back at Dyrhen, who was a bit tense, despite his rather cavalier exterior attitude.
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Helious Reborn
Lithica Gear
Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2017 6:08 pm
DyhrenNightingale RoyalGuardian
Text Speech Thought
Helious Reborn
Hadronyche
Helious Reborn
Hadronyche
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Glancing over at the fey girl, the creatures ears swayed back and forth. His slight interest at what the woman was getting at then the drop of hand he felt when her intentions were now clear. The though of why N** was staring at him a few minutes before now explained. The beast twitched his back and forth thinking of an answer to the situation. Once an idea came to mind he lightly huffed as a signal for her to stop. Directly locking eyes , Dyhren kneeled by her feet lowering his back for easier access.
If it was the girls wish to be carried there was no need to change forms. Dyhren could easily fill that task the way he was. Moving his mussel and pointing for her to get on, he waited patiently for her next move.
I came down over the sleepy mountains where our wide toes plunged into the weeping shale to tear our skin up off from the bottom leaves our ankles bare don't just wander back and forth and leave it
n**'s smugness fizzled out as soon as the panther lowered himself down for her to get on. Dammit.... She thought, her lips stretching into a thin line out of mild frustration. He's good.... He's really good... Truthfully, she wasn't really all that tired, but if someone was offering, who was she to decline? As far as fairies saw it, it would be rude to decline a favor. Shifting her bag, she mounted the giant cat hanging onto his collar. She blushed due to the reminder that this wasn't really a cat, but a human underneath and well, she still wasn't terribly used to people. His fur was soft and warm, yet bristly in spots. n** was still disappointed she couldn't drag out his true form, but oh, she will keep trying...
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Company: n**, Dyhren Stance:Way of Animus - See Profile. Thoughts:Damn... It's times like these I wished I was from the Fire Kingdom. OOC: Hopefully you both don't mind that I've taken the liberty of... pushing things further, at least to the extent that it's caught up with the whole day change. It should also help with my... absence. I'm incredibly sorry for this continuous disappearance thing... I'm back for real this time. Song:---
While Ovixus wasn't certain of whether or not the sky was as dark as he thought it would be amidst the powerful winds that blew past the trio, he was certain that sooner or later they would be consumed by the incredibly powerful gusts of frigid wind blasting through the cold, snowy plains. It was as if Luna herself had been whispering in his ears, alerting him and his senses of a dangerous presence... And it came all too quickly for them to prepare.
The snow fell hard, and Ovixus felt as though sooner or later they would be buried alive in the damn snow, without any chance of survival. No doubt the immense natural power of the blizzard was more than enough to blot out Ovixus' abilities to warp through darkness, as the entire realm around them was essentially an unstable jumble of crystalline shards of frost and specs of darkness that skittered across the pale ground.
There was no way he could warp out of the area. And he wasn't certain of n**'s ability to do so either in such a scenario.
Ovixus clung to his cloak tightly, using it to sustain some sort of level of heat retainment in the terrible weather, but it did little good. And given his sense of direction in unknown environments... Ovixus knew that if he didn't stay by the panther and n**, he would certainly be lost in the storm and die of hypothermia. All of his survivor's instincts claimed that he needed shelter and warmth, but his mind was telling him that if he stopped, the chances of them getting anywhere would be quite slim. They probably didn't even know where they were going, but still Ovixus continued to push forward, through power of cold, inspired by a craving to be warm. "n**, Dyhren!" He called out to the duo amidst the roaring of the breeze. "We need to find shelter, and soon!"
I came down over the sleepy mountains where our wide toes plunged into the weeping shale to tear our skin up off from the bottom leaves our ankles bare don't just wander back and forth and leave it
They weren't even that far from the ice cave when a blizzard started to hit. It came so suddenly, the snow becoming a thick screen and pelting her with sharp bits of ice and snow. Quickly, she jumped off of Dyrhen and grabbed Ovixus' hand, holding on tightly and pulling him back towards the panther. She grabbed onto Dyrhen's collar and led them back to the ice cave, absolutely covered in snow. She shivered violently, her teeth chattering and body absolutely freezing. She was still holding Ovixus' hand tightly. "I-I c-can t-teleport u-u-us back t-to th-th-the Ps-ps-psychicccc K-k-k-kingd-d-d-dom innnn a b-b-b-bit..." She chattered, the cold making it difficult for her to speak. She couldn't possibly teleport anyone due to how cold she was at the moment. n** snuggled close to Ovixus, trying to soak up his heat. She was pretty sure that after this, she'd have pneumonia or something equally unpleasant.
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Helious Reborn
Lithica Gear
Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2017 1:13 am
DyhrenNightingale RoyalGuardian
Text Speech Thought
Helious Reborn
Hadronyche
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Mentally smiling at his small victory over the girl, Dyhren admittedly thought it strange to have a body sitting on his back once again. Though the children of the village were one story, a mature and delicate body of a female was another. The last body he remembered supporting was none other than the beautiful Queen and master. A sense of guilt rose over himself at the thought. Setting aside his feelings, the beast made his way onward with a careful stride. His muscles moving about underneath fur.
It was a few seconds of walking along did a strange smell hit his nose. A tinge of earthy water. Once the scent came so did the noise. Putting his nose in the air, it was too late for the panther to warn the others. The piercing cold shower of frozen water rained down on the group. Digging his claws into the ground helped to steady himself, but did little to modify the situation. Dyhren could barley hear the words of the man next to him, but didn't need to wonder long for the fay girl lead them back. Upon entering the cave once again, the large beast shook the snow off himself. Feeling a bit annoyed at his now wet coat.
Seeing as he is a resident of the psychic kingdom whom are known for bazar and cold weather, this was nothing out of the ordinary. Though it was colder than usual Dyhren thought it annoyingly inconvenient. However, the funny noise coming from the girl was enough to feel sympathy for the foreigners of this land. Twitching his tail and resting on his hind paws, Dyhren stared at the cave's entrance. Perhaps he could help just a little. Conjuring his Guardian once again today, the panther concentrated in expanding the two walls. Merging them together and making them large enough to cover the cave's entrance. Shutting at least a majority of the cold outside. Once done, the beast turned back to the others and huffed a few times. A sense of responsibility hung over the panther's head. Walking over towards the two, the feline cuddled up to add to the body heat. Hopefully his slightly chilled pelt wasn't an issue.
Curling his tail around the closest person, the panther was eager to see how the two humans would get out of this situation. Coirse since he was in his animal form there wasn't much that he could do, nothing much he could say either. I wonder when I'm going to be able to get back to her majesty? Then again these two are entertaining me enough as it is.
Ovixus was at first prepared to attack anything that touched him, as he couldn't focus much with his skeletal visage and his sight being blocked with the heavy snowfall. But he was glad he waited to confirm that what grasped his hand was the frigid, but gentle and firm grasp of n**. She certainly didn't seem to be having a good time... And Ovixus thought that perhaps she was just a bad luck charm? Not that he couldn't handle it...
He had to admit that the new cloak was certainly helping to retain his heat, but it still was not enough to protect him from feeling the chilling effects of the storm. He couldn't comprehend anything n** said through the noise, but focused on her lips as she lead the group to the cave. There, he too began to shiver a little. It had been a long time since he faced such cold weather, but he had vowed to push on until he could find that damn brother of his... His thoughts were suddenly pulled away from him in the same instant that n** seemed to press against him in hopes of keeping warmth, even though he was sure he felt pretty cold on the outside. It was times like these, however, he was glad he didn't wear chainmail or plate armor.
Seeing how much n** shivered and writhed in discomfort from the tense chill outside the rather spacious, but still cold, cave, Ovixus let out a deep sigh, before moving to use his cloak to embrace both himself and her in it as best he could, while using his hands to try and warm her back. Of course, by embracing her. But by then, Dyhren had performed his mystical powers and sealed the cave somehow... It was impressive, but it only made Ovixus crave to battle the creature more. Yet, he could not waste such vital survival time with that, as it would only warm up himself and Dyhren, not n**. So he did appreciate the thought that went into trying to merge his fur and body heat with the group's compressed form.
"Well... this is something." Ovixus said, somewhat awkwardly.
I came down over the sleepy mountains where our wide toes plunged into the weeping shale to tear our skin up off from the bottom leaves our ankles bare don't just wander back and forth and leave it
n** was becoming tired, her eyelids drooping heavily. She stopped shivering and leaned into Ovixus, closing her eyes. "I'm... not sleeping..." She said drunkenly, her breathing becoming light. It was weird that she wasn't feeling any warmer, despite being surrounded by a warm fur-thing and a giant man with a cloak, but she wasn't in the mood to care. All she wanted to do was sleep and rest her small body. As her breathing became lighter, she became more and more light-headed, thinking about her family and what she would do if she had found them-- if she ever finds them. What would she say to them? What do they look like? n** wasn't sure what she would do if she found them, only knowing that she needed to. All this while she was being roughly shaken....
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With how close the trio were huddled together, the beast had a glimpse into their thoughts and emotions. With the goddess Clara's gracious gift of peeking into another through telepathy with direct contact, the panther could sense the Fay's lonelyness and the knight's instinctual prowess. Sensations Dyhren knew all to well not to take lightly. Instead of digging deeper, the feline willed his psyche to cut the connection. Leaving himself to his thoughts once again. Turning his head to glimps at the N**, Dyhren watched the girl drift in and out of consciousness. An amusing sight no doubt but it was best to leave her be. Fairy children must sleep. She'll be fine and we can leave afterwards.
Thinking to himself, the felines ears perked at Ovixus comment. A dead pan face swept through his facade. Your making it awkward Sarcastically thinking to himself, Dyhren then moved his gaze to look directly at Ovixus. Continuously staring at the man with only one thought in mind. Sleep.....sleeeeppp......sleep dark kingdom human. If you don't how can I change back. Been a while since I reported in too......sleep human. Should the man be confused at the beast rather obscure request, Dyhren brought a paw to his mussel and laid it across his eyes. Gesturing a signal of sleep. Perhaps charades was Dyhren best bet right now. He wasn't in the mood to use more power to communicate.
Company: n**, Dyhren Stance:Way of Animus - See Profile. Thoughts:Sleep? Now? Are you out of your mind? OOC: Don't forget about Ovixus' "Blessing of Luna," the ability that makes it pretty difficult for anyone below the class of an expertly trained warrior to read his thoughts. ( If he weren't an ex-royal knight it'd be easier though. Dyhren and Ovixus are on the same level, however. Or, I like to think so. ) Song:---
Ovixus held onto her tightly, ensuring himself that he was offering some sort of heat transfer between their bodies... But the moment she closed her eyes and said she wasn't sleeping, Ovixus' eyes widened and he began to jolt her movement a bit. He did this, however, because he was recognizing the signs of something that could kill her if she slept now. Every ounce of his survivalist-based mind was screaming at him, telling him that if he or n** slept, there was a good chance hypothermia could overtake their frigid bodies, and it was not a good thing to handle. They had no choice but to wait and deal with the cold, however...
Abruptly, the thought came to Ovixus' mind to remove the feathers and bind n** in them, or create some sort of fire. If he did, it would certainly keep them warm, and it was more than necessary to do. But he needed tinder... And the only thing burnable was perhaps his cloak and the feathers... and Dyhren.
He glanced at the panther for a brief moment, but Dyhren looked back. And then... he heard the beast's words. They were counter to his opinion on the situation, but they were what he did crave to do. He shook his head, however, and shivered before removing his cloak and trying to wrap n** in it, along with the one she already wore.
"That... cannot be done. If we do that now, n** might not make it out of this. So you keep her warm." Every word was harsh, but direct. And in that moment, he quickly moved away from the group and tore his bag off of his shoulder. In the next moment, he pulled out some of the wings of the harpies, and tossed them on the cave floor. They were a little damp from the snow, but he focused hard on removing as much of it as possible before pulling out the stone he normally used to sharpen his blade. Thankfully, it wasn't yet wet, as he hadn't sharpened his weapon in a few days. There wasn't a need to, as he hadn't gone through battle for some time now.
I sincerely hope this works... He thought, as he removed one of the talons he harvested earlier. He hoped that scraping the talon against the stone could possibly send off a spark, but it was a longshot. Still, it was better than dying in a cave after everything he had been through. So he shivered and worked, trying his best to start a fire with the feathers.
I came down over the sleepy mountains where our wide toes plunged into the weeping shale to tear our skin up off from the bottom leaves our ankles bare don't just wander back and forth and leave it
As Ovixus got a fire going, the young changeling fought to stay awake, her eyes fluttering. She looked at Dyrhen, who was staring rather keenly on her, as if he wanted her to freeze to death. n** hugged him, trying to absorb all of the heat she could. If she wasn't damn near death, she would have lit the fire herself, but it was too late. Unless Dyrhen changed into a human or helped with something, they were all going to die. "You're really that stubborn... we need you..." n** murmured, her eyes growing heavy. It was becoming more and more difficult to fight. She didn't want to die before she saw her family again... Or before she became a person and not just a changeling.
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