#arthur2pendragon

[myrddinemrysambrosius]

Tournament

Merlin pat Arthur's horse, his reign-as well as his own horse-in his other hand. Everything was ready for Arthur and him to leave for the tournament. Arthur should be there soon.

[askladyarynhasmoved]

ooc: for arthur2pendragon

here's the link to the starter: http://askladyaryn.tumblr.com/post/29902523494/meeting-arthur

[emerald-eyes-x-blog]

  Lalalalalalalaa. For my characteeeeer, and her relationship. Nothing moree.

[askladyarynhasmoved]

Meeting Arthur

Aryn smiled at the sky. It was a beautiful day, cloudless sky and bright sun. She was sitting in the snow, her ice mansion behind her. She really loved the feel of the snow, and the chill of the moutain, but she loved equally the warmth of the sun. It reminded her of her ice mansion, warm to the touch even thought it was made of ice.

Aryn laid down, chuckling as the snow touch her face and hair. She took some sknow into her hand, and used her magic to make it take the form of a tiny bird. It took flight, circling her then coming to rest beside her head. It suddenly fled as something came closer. Aryn shifted and sat up, and blinked as a lone wolf sniffed the air curiously.

Aryn extended her hand, cooing it closer. The wolf's ears twitched, tail waving as her ice magic gently surged to him. The wolf came closer, now sniffing her hand. She smiled, and stroke his head. As an animal of the mountain, an animal of cold places, she felt close to the wolf.

Aryn's eyes discretly glanced at her left. Someone was there. She stroke the wolf's fur one last time, and with a gently push of her magic, she made it leave. She looked after it until it vanished into the trees around her mansion, then stood up. She knew the person would probably make themselves known very soon.