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Despite the calm at the front, led by Amhran and followed by Marcus and some of the team respectively, the back portions held the most ambiguity. Deimos held his ground, notched between portions of the herd, not used to having to take somewhat of a backseat – but watched as Noah began his orchestrations, using himself and Zuriel as portions of the blockade; willing composure into the edges of the nervous, fractious denizen.
The does wielded to the Attuned’s command; adhering, flanking, trying to steer the younger one back into the group. It balked initially, frightened eyes turning every which way, looking for some kind of opening, a venue of escape, but between the commands and pressure, it could only yield.
But not without fluster and bluster. With no composure, it launched into the middle of the herd, stirring the placid, peaceful, and sedate crowd. It held another ripple effect, with the prior stolid figures beginning to turn their heads, eyes growing restless. Deimos closed the far end with the rest, but sighed, wondering if they were about to head into the Hollowed Forest with this many easily provoked creatures. “Be careful up your way,” he rumbled into the hum, trying to make the stanzas seem as though they were part of the song, towards Marcus and Amhran. “Some are getting rattled.”
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The younger luxere has rejoined the herd, but certainly isn’t helping keep things calm. Keep heading towards the Hollowed Forest and find a way to keep the herd relaxed!
The does wielded to the Attuned’s command; adhering, flanking, trying to steer the younger one back into the group. It balked initially, frightened eyes turning every which way, looking for some kind of opening, a venue of escape, but between the commands and pressure, it could only yield.
But not without fluster and bluster. With no composure, it launched into the middle of the herd, stirring the placid, peaceful, and sedate crowd. It held another ripple effect, with the prior stolid figures beginning to turn their heads, eyes growing restless. Deimos closed the far end with the rest, but sighed, wondering if they were about to head into the Hollowed Forest with this many easily provoked creatures. “Be careful up your way,” he rumbled into the hum, trying to make the stanzas seem as though they were part of the song, towards Marcus and Amhran. “Some are getting rattled.”
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The younger luxere has rejoined the herd, but certainly isn’t helping keep things calm. Keep heading towards the Hollowed Forest and find a way to keep the herd relaxed!
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