Pan followed the path from the sea to the Dawn Court, humming as he went, and collecting small treasures along the way. Into the satchel went a gnarled piece of bark, a nearly intact blue robin’s egg, and a large mushroom cap. They were followed by a sparkling piece of quartz, a particularly large acorn, and a beautiful four leaf clover. Feeling proud of his cache, he began to search for somewhere to stash his finds. Normally, Pan discovered some type of cave in the place where he decided was home. Since he’d determined that he would live here, in the Dawn Court, he would search in the heart of Delumine.
It wasn’t long before he found the perfect place, a cavern with a small opening, just wide enough for one or two horses to slip through. It was shaded by tall oak and birch trees, far from prying eyes. As he stepped into the mouth of the cavern, pale sunlight from the surface glittered from stalactites and stalagmites. He shivered with pleasure as he walked deeper and deeper through it, finding an intricate and winding system, deep beneath the earth. Stashing bits of his treasures here and there, the boy only left once he felt the place was sufficiently guarded, scattering bits of branches in front of the entrance to hide it from prying eyes (not that he minded to share… Pan was more than generous with his riches).
Wandering through the woods, he found himself listening to the sounds of the day. There were some he knew – the cry of the whippoorwills, the rustle of deer in the brush…. But some creatures were new. He saw brightly colored songbirds, a wooly wood bison, and a particularly quarrelsome honey badger. Further and further he moved, until the voices of the others began to reach his ears. Curious, the boy crept closer, grinning widely when he saw his friend Kasil. Rushing to say hello, he almost blurted out a story to the Sovereign, but held back when he realized that the winged male was not alone. Looking from one face to the next, he was surprised to find the two unicorns from the beach, and the one from the maze. They introduced themselves, and clearing his throat, he stepped forward to do the same.
”I’m Pan!” His voice was bright and childlike, but he offered it to the others with a friendly sort of tone and a grin. ”I can be useful… anything you need!” The child wasn’t much of a fighter, but what he lacked in brawn he made up for with personality and enigmatic charm. He left it up to Kasil to decide what was best. Stepping closer to Ipomoea, he offered a boyish half-grin, whispering to him in low tones ”I think we're getting jobs to do..."
It wasn’t long before he found the perfect place, a cavern with a small opening, just wide enough for one or two horses to slip through. It was shaded by tall oak and birch trees, far from prying eyes. As he stepped into the mouth of the cavern, pale sunlight from the surface glittered from stalactites and stalagmites. He shivered with pleasure as he walked deeper and deeper through it, finding an intricate and winding system, deep beneath the earth. Stashing bits of his treasures here and there, the boy only left once he felt the place was sufficiently guarded, scattering bits of branches in front of the entrance to hide it from prying eyes (not that he minded to share… Pan was more than generous with his riches).
Wandering through the woods, he found himself listening to the sounds of the day. There were some he knew – the cry of the whippoorwills, the rustle of deer in the brush…. But some creatures were new. He saw brightly colored songbirds, a wooly wood bison, and a particularly quarrelsome honey badger. Further and further he moved, until the voices of the others began to reach his ears. Curious, the boy crept closer, grinning widely when he saw his friend Kasil. Rushing to say hello, he almost blurted out a story to the Sovereign, but held back when he realized that the winged male was not alone. Looking from one face to the next, he was surprised to find the two unicorns from the beach, and the one from the maze. They introduced themselves, and clearing his throat, he stepped forward to do the same.
”I’m Pan!” His voice was bright and childlike, but he offered it to the others with a friendly sort of tone and a grin. ”I can be useful… anything you need!” The child wasn’t much of a fighter, but what he lacked in brawn he made up for with personality and enigmatic charm. He left it up to Kasil to decide what was best. Stepping closer to Ipomoea, he offered a boyish half-grin, whispering to him in low tones ”I think we're getting jobs to do..."
Pan
Dawn Court
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