Boreal crooned a greeting and Tal caught his breath as the god appeared in answer to his prayer. He took in their appearance with curious fascination, seeing the touches of Leafchange that bedecked the god of nature, but at the dolorous sigh the courier gave a morose nod of his own. "Me too," he admitted, though he wasn't proud of it. Leafchange meant that Deepfrost was right around the corner and with Deepfrost came LongNight...
He shook his head to clear the nightmare memory away and when he opened his eyes again a dagger's hilt lay in the grass between them. It was a very welcome distraction and he reached for it eagerly. Twisting it in the light produced no visible blade, but when he sliced it across the top of some grass it proved to be very sharp, indeed. His pale eyes lit up with admiration as he examined the hilt more closely, taking in the craftsmanship and small details that the deity had added to it. "Thanks, Frey! It suits perfectly!" Boreal reached up to try and sniff it and Tal hastily shifted the invisible blade away from her questing muzzle.
"Careful," he admonished her, flipping it so she could get a whiff of the hilt instead. "It's like a secret weapon!" A second one, less fraught with memory than the first, and one he hoped he wouldn't have to use any time soon.
"I'll, uh, let y'get back t'finishin' up th'harvests Frey, but thanks again!" He flashed the god a subdued but genuine smile and, cradling his new gift, headed back home to show Alys what he had received.
~Fin
He shook his head to clear the nightmare memory away and when he opened his eyes again a dagger's hilt lay in the grass between them. It was a very welcome distraction and he reached for it eagerly. Twisting it in the light produced no visible blade, but when he sliced it across the top of some grass it proved to be very sharp, indeed. His pale eyes lit up with admiration as he examined the hilt more closely, taking in the craftsmanship and small details that the deity had added to it. "Thanks, Frey! It suits perfectly!" Boreal reached up to try and sniff it and Tal hastily shifted the invisible blade away from her questing muzzle.
"Careful," he admonished her, flipping it so she could get a whiff of the hilt instead. "It's like a secret weapon!" A second one, less fraught with memory than the first, and one he hoped he wouldn't have to use any time soon.
"I'll, uh, let y'get back t'finishin' up th'harvests Frey, but thanks again!" He flashed the god a subdued but genuine smile and, cradling his new gift, headed back home to show Alys what he had received.
~Fin
