Move out the way, I need my space

@Arwyn

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Cassian was going through the territory, making himself familiar with the lay of the land. His slender build could be described as a runner's body. It wasn't that the Regent would ever bother to run somewhere. That was something the lowbloods did. Always rushing off somewhere. Cassian liked to see them run, especially away from him. They were extremely annoying. Today, however, he was in a-- tolerating mood. 

His eye caught a pale blob in the distance. He curiously made his way towards it. It was not surprising that he found Arwyn in some state of rest. The girl had no pigment in her body making her look ghostly pale. The male wasn't a fan of her look. Honestly, no one looked as good as him. The male walked like he owned the place. His judgemental look glanced at the woman. It was currently the golden hour of the evening, warm light diffusing his judgemental look. It highlighted his coat like he was a god (because he was). "Wake up. Entertain me."
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She had nothing to do - not that even if she did have something she would do it; and so Arwyn spent most of the day lounging in the flowers and warmth of the sun. Listening to the songs of birds and ignoring the cackling of distant lowbloods as they all seemed to crawl out of the woodwork to infest their ranks. Were she to have it her way, they would find somewhere else to live and serve - not within the valley of which the nobles could reign.

Entertain me, he said. Which brought a single eye to peer at the handsome lad who so boldly walked up to her during a beauty rest.

Cassian's ego was far too large for her liking. He was a pompous ass but even she couldn't deny that he was a gorgeous fellow, one that would certainly, maybe one day, give her some fantastic little ones if she could ignore that attitude of his long enough. Have had enough of looking at yourself in the water's reflection already, Cassian? Though smiling, there was a certain venom behind her words for him to have woken her up with such a demand.

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Cassian dipped his chin down which made his neck look thicker and lush. He couldn't phantom laying around and sleeping in public. Honestly, she was just laying on the ground laying there like some submissive lowblood. At least, that was his opinion on her currently. Even though he had decided that she would be his source of entertainment for the evening. "Glad you acknowledge my beauty, Arwyn," he commented, followed by the most devilishly handsome smirk he could muster. 'You could use some of it,' he thought. She was a lady, and he had been taught to manage his tongue. His thoughts, not so much.

He wondered what she would do when she wasn't laying around like a skinned piece of two-hoof hide that warmed the floor. "So, pleasantries out of the way. Would you care for a walk? Display our grace and beauty to the peasants?" He was sure she couldn't refuse that. He didn't offer such a thing to anyone. He was still a man and liked to be admired. He also loved to display his superiority to the disgusting lowbloods. Just to show them they weren't worth anything.
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Am I? Or am I avoiding the headache that comes with disagreeing with you? While he brought his chin to his neck, she, in turn, stretched hers out as she spoke. A cheeky smile tickled those rose colours lips as she wasn't quite ready to give him the whole victory Cassian might think he was getting. Sometimes stooping to their level was just easier than being bitched at by someone's ego who was probably compensating for something lacking between their legs.

A promenade? Frankly, it sounded like a lot of work if she was honest. Arwyn much preferred to lounge about, indulging in berries and sweet meats she could find in the caches brought to them by the lowbloods - but knowing Cassian... he wouldn't let it go if she told him no. And heavens forbid he would call her lazy for enjoying the benefits of their higher breed. I suppose we could. They had to have appearances after all. Even if the two didn't quite see eye to eye, they both enjoyed flaunting their beauty and what was better than the two of them doing it together?

Let them all gawk in awe.

With every delicate and fragile movement of her slender limbs, she stretched out as the dove rose from her bed. Carefully with grace as colour petals fell from her pale coat, while others clung as though purposely placed decore. Did you have somewhere in mind? Or did you not think that far ahead?

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"I'm pretty sure you wouldn't disagree. Wouldn't that conflict with the manners you've been taught?," he responded. The male lifted his tail. He had kept that annoying smirk on his face, nothing she would say would make him doubt himself. He was perfection, he had heard that from the moment he was born. "Yes, a promenade," he commented. Wanting to show themselves off was what they had in common, they loved to flaunt themselves. Perhaps there were even some new lowlifes that hadn't been graced with their presence yet.

Cassian flicked his tail, carried like a pureblood. He watched as petals drifted off her pelt onto the ground. She had grace, that he would admit. Cassian stood next to her, one who didn't know him so well might think that he was beaming with pride because of the lady on his side. Unfortunately for Arwyn it was because the male was so smitten with himself that he carried himself in such a way. Not that she needed to know that. "Naturally. I would like to go west, into the sunlight. Move away from the darkness that is evil," he commented coolly. How could she not have realized this? He started to walk, which was more of a stroll. Then it would be even more fun to chase those lowbloods into the dark and out of their sunlight. He was sure a few would make that mistake. "This way, Lady Arwyn."

@Callanwolde feel free to join

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 They went West into the sunlight, and straight into Callanwolde. He had found a rabbit, tender and lithe, and had ripped its head off. 

 He was bent, licking the blood that spurted weakly from the shredded arteries. Callanwolde's life was filled with pale figures, the flitting wisps of Highbloods who would never see him as anything but base. 

 So he became what they deemed him to be.

 He looked up at them and stepped back, head bowed like the good steward. “Care for a bite?”

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Manners he said, which made the woman laugh a few musical notes. Beautiful and desirive was the tune as she walked almost shoulder to shoulder with the tall elvish man - giving them both enough space to not quite touch but clearly be walking together, as well as their stark height difference making it impossible for her to walk as an equal in height. Nothing but appearances I assure you. She was certain he thought the same way. What one said and did could clash with the internal thoughts of another. All in the name of keeping up appearances in the face of others.

Into the sunlight, they walked. After the nap she had taken, Awryn's eyes took a moment to adjust to the new brightness she was facing and nearly missed Callanwolde if it wasn't for his dark coat contrasting against the beauty of the sunset. Ah — no... thank you. A lip curled at the sight. It wasn't the gore or the dead rabbit that disgusted the dove, but more so the sight of the beast who dared call himself a man.



At least he knew his place. Bowing in their presence, asking if they wanted any of his meal. Naturally, she didn't want any of it. His saliva was already all over the thing. Lord Cassian, it's him. Her voice was a whisper, but barely low enough to hide from Callanwolde's hearing. She didn't care if he heard after all, he must know by now how foul he was to her with his brutish appearance and muddied blood. Are we truly expected to live with brutes again in this new land of ours?

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The world was filled with her musical tones. They weren't unpleasant, and it only stoked his ego more because he made the lady laugh. Since that meant the female wasn't going to fall asleep while walking. Where he was tall she was petite. Cassian was in no way large or brutish, but he was tall and slender. While walking the male looked extremely elegant, that compared to Callanwolde mutilating a rabbit was a stark difference. The male looked at the sight with disgust. What a disgusting beast it was. He could feel the bile in the back of his throat. "Revolting," fell from the male's lips.

"Yes, Lady Arwyn. We do. Who would pick up after us? We need the slaves to serve us. If only they didn't look like hideous monsters." Cassian didn't give the other male another look. "I know for a fact he is the King's favorite slave. Honestly I don't see the appeal," Cassian gossiped on a normal tone not caring that it insulted or that the beast heard. They knew their place. Frankly he didn't even know the ogre's name. He didn't care to know. "Compliment us on our appearance, low blood," Cassian demanded.
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 He hated them. 

 Callanwolde did not tear his focus from his meal, tiny bones splintering against the pressure of his jaws. The blood seeped into the fur of his face, disappearing amongst the crimson curls.

 “Y'all look the same.” To punctuate his dubious compliment, he farted, aiming it their way.

 He'd learned from a young age that repulsion was the key to being left alone.

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In her opinion, the bondsmen could do their duties just as well by being out of sight. Coming out only when called and needed or when the light faded and the highbloods rested. To have them stain the image of Highvalley by walking among them was insulting. They could easily guard the mountain walls by crawling like the pests they were, away from flowers and valleys where the elvish roamed and keeping their filth to the walls instead where they could be easily overlooked. Scurrying like roaches from the light of their masters.

At the beast's foul action she took a step back. Pulling a paw to her chest while turning her head away and only watching the creature with a side-eye. @Percival will hear of this, she sneered. Making sure to remember this and summon Percival as soon as she could. Repugnant brute. She'd even hold her breath a little while longer to make sure not to breathe in the toxic fumes he had so recently expelled.

This wouldn't have happened had you left me in my quarters, Casssian. She shot a pointed glare at the tall man, fully blaming him for being subjected to all of this. She was comfortable, resting, being the perfect little lady she was by lounging and being seen from afar at a safe distance. Now she had to bathe, tout de suite. They could have napped together instead, or she could have kept waiting for someone more pleasant to walk by... Like Percival who was more of a gentleman than these two idiots.

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Permission & rolled for hit

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Cassian instantly snarled at the insult. Because honestly, it was. Cassian was not a good one to insult. His temper flew off the handle and moved forward. His teeth reached out for him, very eager to sink deep. Even though he was filth and probably tasted as such, it was so satisfying to just have all his wrath be into that bite. Cassian felt his teeth find their mark. His tongue tasted blood, which made him on instinct bite harder, shaking his head a little before he let go. He didn't want to hold on for too long to the filth. He kept the snarl on his face. His teeth were bloody. The male then spat the bloodied saliva out onto the ogre. "You disgusting vile beast," he snarled. He was definitely going to tell @Percival about how his little servant should be punished. 

Cassian stepped on the rabbit, claiming it as his. Now he also wouldn't allow him to have his meal. He spat out the gross taste again towards the male. "Out of my sight!" Cassian had lifted his head, chin down and looking at him with utter hatred. His coat was stained. He honestly couldn't care less about Arwyn and her whining. So much for defending her honor, though he hadn't really been defending hers if he was truly honest. He knew his worth and clearly spending time with her he was wasting his precious time. "Then go back to eternal rest, Arwyn," he snapped at her. Now he was just annoyed. A day ruined.
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 He paid for his discretion with blood. 

 The pain radiated up the nape of his neck and shoulder, the flesh splitting into layers of scar tissue, butterflying the silvery skin. Cassian spat, his actions just as base as the lowblood he was correcting.

 Callanwolde rose and shook himself, letting rivulets fly from his dripping wound. 

 Stepping forward instead of back, he leveled a long gaze at the inbred lord. “Careful. Blood stains.” 

 Without another word, he brushed passed, leaving the rabbit to the ivory pair.

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exit Callanwolde!

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She wasn't surprised by the sudden violence between the men. Cassian had a temper to him, and there were some days where Arwyn herself would have loved to lash out just as he did - but she wouldn't. And wouldn't dirty herself that way. It looked far too exhausting, filthy, and what would others think of her should they see her lash out in such a brutish way?

Callanwolde took his leave, clearly knowing his place or perhaps, just perhaps being the bigger of the two men by not lashing out in return. She wasn't ignorant enough to think that Cassian was honourable enough to fight a man for her honour. Callanwolde had farted in his direction as much as hers and it was easily chalked up to his own pride he defended rather than hers. When the pale man snapped back at her, she stood her ground. Sharp, cold eyes stared barbs into his own glacier blues.

Dear Cassian, is that a threat? She blinked, lazily, posture straight but not threatening. Only the tune she chose was acidic, daring as she tilted her head ever so slightly downward to gaze up at him from beneath darkened lashes. She said nothing more. Letting her only words linger between them as though the silence before the storm was hanging above them.

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The high lord lifted his paw to shield himself from the splattering blood, but that did little to stain his coat. He looked grumpily down at his ruined attire. He couldn't display himself like this. Cassian watched as the brute left, fuming. If looks could kill he would have murdered the other on the spot. He was feeling quite agitated, and now in losing his temper he had also insulted the lady. Cassian got her a light glare. "Excuse my manners," he grumbled, though he didn't mean any of it. "Your right, I should have never dragged you from your quarters," he stated, albeit sourly. "I will no longer disturb you. Good day," he spoke curtly. With a minimal courtesy, a dip of his head, he bid her goodbye.

He would really need to clean himself up after this debacle of a promenade. This was not something he wished to do again, and he doubted that Lady Arwyn was pleased with the whole situation. He would go to Percival later today to tell him what happened. 

Cassian is going to sulk somewhere else, lol.

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The world faded beyond her vision of Cassian. Waiting for his answer and reaction to the accusation of his temper flying off the handle to the wrong subject. Though he may be the queen's brother and brother-in-law to Percival, he still had an image to uphold. One that would also tarnish Lunaria through blood relations.

Despite his rage he was still within his good senses to back down. Apologizing half-heartedly but spitting out the necessary words at least and showing some decorum again. I would appreciate that. Though her tone was sweet and sounded forgiving, she would be certain to remember this. Good day my lord. With her own graceful bow, she turned away from the tall pale man and back to where he had found her.

Forgiveness wouldn't come that easy... insulted, she will find a way to get her revenge on him someday. Patience was necessity in moments like these, and she will be watching for when that day came.

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