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Though the wind chill was cold enough to freeze the blood in his veins, Yuros still walked the city streets without the protection of his cloak. Shaking his head, Yuros smiled,
The Huntress shall not be pleased, but I cannot always walk about with the fur of another on my back. The Kelvic brushed a hand through is red speckled hair, casting his gaze up at the cold winter sky. Even after so long in the company of the two legs, Yuros still did not completely understand why one would wish to wear another's skin over their own. Was it that they were truly ashamed of their form? Or perhaps they thought their own pelts were too thin to protect them from the harsh environment. Chuckling Yuros thought,
Perhaps it is a bit of both. When my antlers are gone from me I too feel vulnerable to the elements, and my pelt has shielded my form from injury many a time.The wind scorched the Kelvic's bare skin, burning like fire and sending shivers coursing through his toned muscles. Touching his scared shoulder, Yuros could not help but miss his fur at that moment. It was certainly convenient in this city were winters were so unforgiving.
Yuros smelt the colt a few chimes before he heard its galloping hooves, and so the Kelvic had just enough time to turn and see the horse bolt past him as if the fangs of the Hunter was on its tail. Blinking, Yuros was for a moment too stunned to act, but as the silly beast crashed into a man's cart of wares the Kelvic snapped back into reality.
What a ridiculous beast! Does it not have the sense to know it endangers the lives of all when it runs so freely within the walls of two legs? Yuros considered for a moment leaving the beast to its rampages, but then with a shake of his head he knew that Alea would disapprove,
If I leave the creature to its own bidding he may very well end up a snack for one of the White Furred Watchers... With a sigh, Yuros set off at a trot after the beast, undoing his shoes and discarding his leggings as he did.
Free from the constraints of his shoes and leggings, Yuros ran after the silly horse, ignoring all stares that he might receive from those who saw the kelvic sprinting naked through the snow. Breathing in deeply, the Kelvic let his mind shift to its wilder side, and with it his body changed as well. In a flash of light the man was replaced by a stag of immense proportions, standing 7' tall at the shoulder and his antlers stretching another 7' from his regal head. Breathing out a stream of white, Yuros called out a cry filled with beastly passion and wild ferocity. It was the sound of a forest king letting all know that he was near.
As the colt rounded a corner Yuros lengthen his stride, the feeling of the wind in his fur setting his heart on fire with the sense of freedom that came with the pounding of his hooves on the ground. Another bellow echoed through the city as the Kelvic quickly gained ground on the horse, his longer strides making up for his late start. Soon he came abreast with the horse, and then passed him all together. Leaping high, Yuros landed heavily on his front hooves, scattering snow and stone as he whipped his great frame around to aim his intricate crown of ivory at the charging horse.
Startled, the beast reared and let out an ear splitting whiny, falling back on all fours and trotting in place. It made an attempt to escape down a back alley, but another powerful bellow stopped all movement from the creature. Straightening his neck Yuros stood tall over the horse, the light of the sun reflecting between his antlers gave the Stag's usual regal appearance that much more authority. Tossing his head the Kelvic bent down to look the beast in the eyes, blowing a stream of air in its face as he took in the creatures sent, and he was surprised to find a familiar one mingled with its own musk.
I smell... the Huntress... and the man of Rage and Fear... Raising his head Yuros sniffed the air, wondering if Alea was near. Grunting and tossing his head, the Kelvic looked down at the horse, who seemed to have calmed for the moment, and inspected the beast with a critical eye. With an inward sigh Yuros came to a decision, and with a few brief sounds instructed the horse to follow. Admittedly the Kelvic was not fluent in such a dull and barbaric language as the four legged back beast, but still... another creature of Hooves and Running could at least understand a simple command. Tapping his own hoof several times Yuros motioned with his head for the colt to follow him, certain that the lesser creature would.
Now heading back in the direction the colt had come, Yuros kept his nose in the air, trying to find any trace of Alea's sent. Following his nose the Kelvic continued down the street, hopefully running into the group before long.