Andarin: The Mountains: like grease coating the ground;

Things have happened so quickly, changed so quickly. All mostly in ways others would of liked, others have sought after, but to him, it was change that had been all to quick. But yet, he denied none of it. He accepted it, moved on, dwelled a little, and that was about it.

Micah roams the forest now, alone. Except for the shadowed figure that clung to his side, watching him with yellow curious eyes as he moved. His air swirling around him, tempting Namir to escape as it clawed his belly and up his throat. The leopard-cat he shifted into in front of Oceantree growled inside him, refusing to give up. Nimir-raj could only watch helplessly and hopeful all in one. Yearning for him to let him go, begging him to let him go, but Micah refuses. It was much easier to fight Namir while he was inside him.

When his form escaped, when his beast escaped, it was so much more difficult.

His earth fluttered about him. Coiling the soil and the trees in its loving grasp. Anger and passion all in one. His air vs. his earth. They tormented each other. Both needed something from one another. It wasn’t long before his earth tangled its arms around a familiar, Formaldehyde. His mind reaches for his, as caution steps in. but retracts as soon as he is sure. Eventually he comes to view, his blue aquentance and his unlikely white feathered friend.

He recoils against his fire, feeling comfort for the first time as his air soothes sound Namir, curling up for a deep slumber, purring.

“Thank you Formaldehyde.“ He says with a nod of his painted face. The Warden watches him for moments as he asks the curious question. He chuckles briefly before responding. “Its..different, yet the same all in one. But alas, I am still the same horse you met before your departure.“ He smiles now. His earth bending and waning against his skin as barkskin sparks to life moving across like rough dark waters. “How have you been?“ He asked. Surly his trip away from the mountains was difficult.

oc. micah; the warden
deception is charming;
liar, condescender, words born as bastards;
earth and air III; barkskin and namir