Keehar returns shortly. He has showered and changed into a loose-fitting set of linen pants and a tight teeshirt. He looks more youthful without the travelling gear on. An intricate tattoo peeps out from his left sleeve, tracing along his bicep and tricep muscles
"Well, lets get some drinks and hit the floor!"
"I mind it not at all! I have spent too much time in lonely places with only myself for company. Some good-natured fun would do me well."
Keehar helps the sputtering Kiba up.
"I should check into my room and change for the evening's festivities. Would you two like to have a drink when I return?"
Keehar hugs her back, oofing a little as Arielle creaks his ribs
"It's good to see you 'Elle." He says, stepping back and taking a look at her. "It really has been too long."
Keehar has grown into a lean and tanned young man. His blonde hair is shag-cut short, except for a few small braids along the side interspersed with a few gems and bright-colored feathers. A faint white scar traces around his left jaw.
He turns to Kiba
"Aye, 'Elle can still hug with the best of them! I have been good. I have been roaming since I last saw you all. I joined the Archer Guards for a time, but after the Dissolution Wars and the Great Conjunction, the starhawks have been scattered to many different realms. I have been earning my bread as a scout for an outfit of planar explorers. I cashiered out recently, and I am taking a few months off before I decide what next to do."
He looks at his two friends
"It seems that you both have been busy as well. What have you been doing these past years?"
Keehaar smiles at Blodwen
"Well, I should be here more often from now on. It has come time that I start my adult training. There are storms gathering out upon the Interthereal Sea. The last disjunction has faded, but old foes and new wait to seize control of the Boards."
Keehaar hugs Blodwen, and she notices how tall his human shape has become
"I come to protect the Eyrie."
"Yes, I usually gift them a large sack of exotic nuts when I travel. Their guts help them overcome their fear of me in hawk form. They even nickednamed me Chitter*kwee*istik, which means 'Nuttyhawk' in their language. At least, that's what they translate it to for me."
Keehaar laughs again, the sharp sound like a hawk cry
Keehar notes his old companions. It has been a long time since he had had company. He leaps from his perch and shimmers into Starhawk form. He catches a thermal, spiraling up to them. He lands and transforms back into a young human.
"Greetings all. It has been far too long since I have seen you all."
Sorry it took so long to get going, busy week!
Keehaar gasps, his face drawn in a very adult look of concern.
::Evil, ancient implacable evil touched me like a eagle's shadow over a mouse::
Keehaar shakes his head and looks up at Freefall, his face clearing and assuming a more childlike look.
::Hi Freefall! Man I had some weird dream! I'm sorry if I yelled ..::
Keehaar plays with his ball for a while, but soon falls into an exhaused sleep. He reains his young boy form and snuggles up to the other hatchlings. He twitches as he enters the Realms of Dream.
Elder Evil ... the signs ... Chaos' Herald ... Sky ... must keep the power ... Blodwen ... fight it ...
He twitches and moans, but eventually falls into deeper realms where the visions do not bother him.
Keehaar turns into a young boy and takes up the ball
Thank you Hlaawith!
Blodwen Pefhlawae wrote:
Keehaar keens loudly, then shakes. A curious metamophosis happens. He turns into what seems to be a young humanoid. The young boy cries heartwrenchingly