A Random Event has Occurred!
At the sound of @
Until the figure reappears, as a mere silhouette through the snow. They approach slowly, ever so slowly, and the equine’s shape grows larger and more distinct -
- and turns out to not be a horse at all.
The elk draws to a stop, a scant few meters away. When he snorts, it sends a blast of icy air to wash over Matthias’ frame. The creature is so close that Mattie might be able to feel the frost emanating from his body, or see the icicles hanging small and sharp from his antlers. Snow and ice alike cover his body, draped about him like a wintery cloak.
For a long moment the elk studies the equine in silence, stoically still while the snow ever continues to fall around them.
Then the creature dips his antlered head to the ground, another exhale scattering snow and ice. What seems like mere seconds about the two first come face to face, the powerful creature turns away and begins to head back into the snowstorm. It does not take long for him to be reduced to a mere silhouette by the poor visibility the falling snow fosters.
There is no way of knowing where the beast is headed - it’s just as likely to be going farther into the Mors as it is to turn towards the Court - but at least it would give Matthias someone to follow?
If he chooses to chase after the elk, that is. He doesn’t have long to decide.
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Happy writing! -sid
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