Stay for Dinner?
Featuring Morohtar and Willow
Spring, Year 772 of the New Age
Glenmore, Willow’s Family Glade
“Just remember you agreed to this, Moro.” Willow took a moment to glance away from the path she trotted along to glance over her shoulder. She flashed a grin at Morohtar before hurrying on her way.
Spring was in full swing in Glenmore, winter’s chill long behind them. It was the perfect day for a trip to her father’s glade to check in on her siblings. She’d entertained the idea of introducing Moro to them on several occasions, but could not shake the thought that her overwhelming family might just spook the poor stag. He was very kind, and Willow didn’t think he deserved to be put through meeting all
Courage In the Hearts of GoldFeaturing Lady Alma and Lord Thurin with mentions of: Stone Knight Daeron, Lady Dalya, Lady Delilah, Duke Dellingr and NPC Lord
Autumn, Year 772 of the New Age
Glenmore, Royal Glades
Lord Thurin and Stone Knight Daeron:
Mauve colored hooves with silky white feathering covering them shifted through the few autumn leaves that had already fallen to the vibrant green blades of grass under the canopies. A leaf slowly drifted its way down between ivory tines before joining the others along the forest floor.
The lord that bore the heavy tines walked with a purpose, but as he began to get closer to his destination..
His resolve began to waver.
His nerves were nonexistent at this point, the lord mumbling the words he had practiced for a long whil
Sisters of AillteFeaturing: Princess Anedele and Princess Hilda
with mentions of: Lord Jinxario and more
Summer, 772 of the New Age
Royal Glades, Glenmore
The world so suddenly appear so much brighter...so much happier for the young princess who for the first time in her life could walk through the Royal Glades with pride and grace. Whispers still followed her but they were of a lighter, more positive tone than they had been in years past. She was no longer tainted, the shadow of her heritage wiped away by simple words. Granted, she was not about to lose the trust now given to her by the herd so she made certain to walk with a guard at her side.
Even still, she was a beacon as she moved through the trees, glowing with joy and pride. She could start her life now and truly enjoy it. She would be respected, she woul
Adventurous Herbal EncountersFeaturing: Inkeri and Bathory
Winter, 770 of the New Age
Widow’s Hallow, Blackwood
Away from her mother’s magic training and her father’s persistence in her strengthening exercises, Inka was free to run through the snow with her crow flying overhead keeping an eye out for hungry predators. As grown up as she pretended to be around others, she always needed time to play as a filly and explore the woods around her. As much as she loved her family, she was beginning to dream of bigger things, wanting to run the forest and explore distant lands. One day she would be a raider, the best she could be, but for now she had to be content with her training. In a few months she would be expected to complete the Coming of Age Ritual, so she didn’t have much time left to be a filly. Skidding to a stop, Inka slid across a bit of ice before falling into a snowbank,