08-27-2018, 09:34 PM
ilijas arthur valentine
reckless wanderer | noble stag
It was rare moments such as these that Ilijas cast aside his feline body in favor of something different, something adorned with a magnificent set of horns and a stature that far surpassed that of most of his clanmates. He was not a lethal force while in the form of an elk, but he was something that represented nobility and power, the type of power that did not physically take and destroy but rather, the sort of power that was admired. Respected. Very rarely did he utilize his elk body, finding that it was often too much of a hassle to keep up with, but for some reason, the desire to further explore the mountains had seized him that morning and it had become his only option. A bengal could only navigate the rocks and ledges so well, an elk was practically made for the peaks and valleys that a mountain range, however shallow, provided.
In his pursuit of the wilderness, Ilijas hadn't expected to stumble across anyone in particular. While the occasional joiner dotted the border, hardly ever did he see someone in the true thick of things. Interesting. She appeared disoriented, lost even, and the Dawnkeeper idly wondered if he should shift back into his domestic body in some attempt to assist her. An elk was hardly a credible source, he believed, and he didn't want to intimidate her even though he was nothing more than a gentle giant. Heaving a sigh, the hoofed mammal resigned to that outcome, shaking out his pelt as he now regarded Bottleblonde at a more appropriate size.
[color=#454843]"You okay?" Came Ilijas' low inquiry, a metaphorical brow arching. He knew that the answer to that question was probably not 'yes' but asked anyways, figuring that it was the least he could do before he began to question her. [color=#454843]"I'm Ilijas and you're kinda near Sunhaven territory. What's your name? Are you lost?" He didn't mean to bombard her with so many questions but it just sort of happened that way. Whoops.
In his pursuit of the wilderness, Ilijas hadn't expected to stumble across anyone in particular. While the occasional joiner dotted the border, hardly ever did he see someone in the true thick of things. Interesting. She appeared disoriented, lost even, and the Dawnkeeper idly wondered if he should shift back into his domestic body in some attempt to assist her. An elk was hardly a credible source, he believed, and he didn't want to intimidate her even though he was nothing more than a gentle giant. Heaving a sigh, the hoofed mammal resigned to that outcome, shaking out his pelt as he now regarded Bottleblonde at a more appropriate size.
[color=#454843]"You okay?" Came Ilijas' low inquiry, a metaphorical brow arching. He knew that the answer to that question was probably not 'yes' but asked anyways, figuring that it was the least he could do before he began to question her. [color=#454843]"I'm Ilijas and you're kinda near Sunhaven territory. What's your name? Are you lost?" He didn't mean to bombard her with so many questions but it just sort of happened that way. Whoops.
cause god, i never felt young
[align=center][sub]TEMPLATE BY FAUNA[/sub][font=arial][color=black][size=15pt]all of my goodness is going with you now
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