G A R E T H
It was not often that a bonded like Noor was seen without his brutish companion. Though the elk creature had large antlers and, in theory, was more than capable of protecting himself, he still preferred to stay by his friend’s side. It was just more comfortable for him to do so, especially after all that Gareth had done to help save his life. Still, there were those rare moments in which Noor needed his own time, and Gareth had been suffocating lately.
He loved the man, but good gods was he being a right idiot these days. Perhaps it was his own stubbornness and a heart unmarked by the pains of broken and lost love, but he just could not stand the decisions that the stallion was making. He loved his friend, but watching him fall apart and not listen to reason and advice was absolutely maddening. The elk could only handle so much of it at a time. And while he did not make a big show of it, and kept most of his irritation to himself, Gareth was equally understanding of his need for space.
The stallion wasn’t terribly far, off across a few hills in some direction gathering herbs. Noor did not need to assist him in that endeavor, and the grass here in the shade of the treeline was absolutely divine. He’d not needed to worry about a predator in years, and perhaps that had helped him grow soft in his vigilance. After all, he was a large creature, with large antlers and bright glowing mushrooms. Most animals that would have thought him a tasty meal would have thought twice before approaching.
He loved the man, but good gods was he being a right idiot these days. Perhaps it was his own stubbornness and a heart unmarked by the pains of broken and lost love, but he just could not stand the decisions that the stallion was making. He loved his friend, but watching him fall apart and not listen to reason and advice was absolutely maddening. The elk could only handle so much of it at a time. And while he did not make a big show of it, and kept most of his irritation to himself, Gareth was equally understanding of his need for space.
The stallion wasn’t terribly far, off across a few hills in some direction gathering herbs. Noor did not need to assist him in that endeavor, and the grass here in the shade of the treeline was absolutely divine. He’d not needed to worry about a predator in years, and perhaps that had helped him grow soft in his vigilance. After all, he was a large creature, with large antlers and bright glowing mushrooms. Most animals that would have thought him a tasty meal would have thought twice before approaching.
