Rickter watched intently as Nnerka seemed to look over Telion's way, then his way, and for a moment his fingers twitched instinctively. The spider started to move around the wolf, her eyes clearly hinting with frustration, for even a spider could express her expression through those eyes. Innately something in him wanted to move, it drove him straightforward as though he wanted to stand between Nnerka and Telion. The bard herself looked affixed on Nnerka, her gaze sharp on the spider and yet, the slightest tremor in her stiffened arms. Then came Nnerka's questions as she clearly seemed to loathe his suggestion, clearly fixated on the profound idealism that she lived by. The wolf couldn't help but sigh then, watching fiercely when she hissed in her passing by Telion, as she walked her way past to liberate the pair of their tent. Fucking fantastic...
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"Fine." He lightly remarked with an uncaring raise of his eyebrows, his gaze shifting to Telion once more as she still stood close by the fire. The two shared trustful looks with one another, before the wolf nodded and twisted to resume his walk towards the south. Meanwhile, Telion breathed a sigh of relief where she stood, her gaze lingering on the back of the wolf's figure as he walked onward into the dark. She couldn't help but worry about him, but she knew deep down, what he was doing was finishing the harder part of the job. Although... she couldn't help but question whether holding things down at camp wouldn't be so easy either. Still, she had a job to do and with it, a thoughtful glance was spared at the tent where the grumbly spider had withdrawn.
Telion was alright with it honestly, if Rickter came back with that flower, then they didn't have to stay here all night either. Although... that left only a certain amount of time for the bard to help out the wolf. But first... Looking to the pot of bubbling stew she moved to the eating ware stored nearby, only to remember a certain important task she needed to do. Quickly rising back to a stand from where she'd knelt the blonde walked closer to the lying hound nearby. She looked to have fallen unconscious earlier, though that yelp was downright unforgettable. The bard knelt down to assess the condition of the dire wolf, her expression soft and sympathetic to the creature beneath her. "You poor thing." The bard shifted so that she sat on her knees next to the wolf, her hands extended over it as she started to breathe in and out deeply. "Sorry though..."
Luminescent water appeared around her palms for a moment as her aether manifested, her anchors being created so that when she projected her palms away, they were pointed down so that one covered the head and neck area, while the other covered torso of the wolf itself. She had to admit the size of these beautiful creatures was impressive, which meant the bard had to get creative with how she generated the shield. Adjusting her arms to where she pointed them further apart, she then allowed it to drift over toward the nose of the wolf instead, landing it at least over an inch away from the beast itself. Rising to her feet once more she took a few steps over to the right, to place down the other anchor she'd created near the tail's tip of the creature. Moving back to center herself between the two anchor points, she then extended her arms out as though to grab them, before she released the aether within them to begin the crafting.
Tendrils of aether tethered their way over the wolf's form, spreading until the aether solidified into a bubble dome over the wolf. There had been the first layer of her protection spell, her mind focusing on the inner layer of her barrier first, as she focused all her intent on the wolf she meant to hold captive. Keep her confined. She repeated within her mind to reinforce the urgency of her task, the inner barrier finally prepped to keep the wolf from bursting out of her protective dome. The bard then looked over her shoulder, minding the other predator hiding away within the tent as she focused on the outer layer of her shield. Reinforcing the shield with a bit more of her aether, Telion weaved the secondary task to the outer layer of the barrier, so that only her aether could travel through unphased... but that also meant she put herself at risk with the wolf.
"That should do." She deemed with some satisfaction to her work, mindful of her anchors so that their charge did not run low. "Now I get that you're hungry," she then murmured to herself as she hesitantly approached the body once more, "but first we need to look at that wound." Telion knelt down once more to inspect the dire wolf's hind leg, a finger held up with her right hand while two pointed down with her left. Hovering over the tip of her finger was a small flame, fed by her own aether so that she could inspect the rune with her own lighting. It did not look very promising. With all the bleeding too that meant she was likely exposed to the cold, and right now she could only think of one way to mend a bleeding gash. She frowned because she did not like it, therefore extending the rest of her fingers so her whole left hand pointed down at the wolf, she created one final anchor to tether to her shield, channeling her aether throughout it to recharge the other two anchors left in place earlier.
With the third anchor looming beneath her fingertips she began to articulate them, weaving out threads of aether so that they tethered their way around the wolf's form. She secured it around her muzzle, her neck, and the upper half of her forelegs. Binding them with the threading of her aether, she then looked to her flame near her fingertip, feeding it more aether so that it burned a little brighter than before. As a means of helping her concentrate, and perhaps a way of projecting peace before the big moment, Telion hummed a somber melody where the notes carried out with fades. And then with the tilt of her right hand, she lowered it down, pressing her finger towards the exposed gash of the wolf's thigh. It would severely burn that she knew, which meant the wolf was likely bound to retaliate, testing the restraints that the bard crafted around her. But still...
Just a couple of seconds more.
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"Fine." He lightly remarked with an uncaring raise of his eyebrows, his gaze shifting to Telion once more as she still stood close by the fire. The two shared trustful looks with one another, before the wolf nodded and twisted to resume his walk towards the south. Meanwhile, Telion breathed a sigh of relief where she stood, her gaze lingering on the back of the wolf's figure as he walked onward into the dark. She couldn't help but worry about him, but she knew deep down, what he was doing was finishing the harder part of the job. Although... she couldn't help but question whether holding things down at camp wouldn't be so easy either. Still, she had a job to do and with it, a thoughtful glance was spared at the tent where the grumbly spider had withdrawn.
Telion was alright with it honestly, if Rickter came back with that flower, then they didn't have to stay here all night either. Although... that left only a certain amount of time for the bard to help out the wolf. But first... Looking to the pot of bubbling stew she moved to the eating ware stored nearby, only to remember a certain important task she needed to do. Quickly rising back to a stand from where she'd knelt the blonde walked closer to the lying hound nearby. She looked to have fallen unconscious earlier, though that yelp was downright unforgettable. The bard knelt down to assess the condition of the dire wolf, her expression soft and sympathetic to the creature beneath her. "You poor thing." The bard shifted so that she sat on her knees next to the wolf, her hands extended over it as she started to breathe in and out deeply. "Sorry though..."
Luminescent water appeared around her palms for a moment as her aether manifested, her anchors being created so that when she projected her palms away, they were pointed down so that one covered the head and neck area, while the other covered torso of the wolf itself. She had to admit the size of these beautiful creatures was impressive, which meant the bard had to get creative with how she generated the shield. Adjusting her arms to where she pointed them further apart, she then allowed it to drift over toward the nose of the wolf instead, landing it at least over an inch away from the beast itself. Rising to her feet once more she took a few steps over to the right, to place down the other anchor she'd created near the tail's tip of the creature. Moving back to center herself between the two anchor points, she then extended her arms out as though to grab them, before she released the aether within them to begin the crafting.
Tendrils of aether tethered their way over the wolf's form, spreading until the aether solidified into a bubble dome over the wolf. There had been the first layer of her protection spell, her mind focusing on the inner layer of her barrier first, as she focused all her intent on the wolf she meant to hold captive. Keep her confined. She repeated within her mind to reinforce the urgency of her task, the inner barrier finally prepped to keep the wolf from bursting out of her protective dome. The bard then looked over her shoulder, minding the other predator hiding away within the tent as she focused on the outer layer of her shield. Reinforcing the shield with a bit more of her aether, Telion weaved the secondary task to the outer layer of the barrier, so that only her aether could travel through unphased... but that also meant she put herself at risk with the wolf.
"That should do." She deemed with some satisfaction to her work, mindful of her anchors so that their charge did not run low. "Now I get that you're hungry," she then murmured to herself as she hesitantly approached the body once more, "but first we need to look at that wound." Telion knelt down once more to inspect the dire wolf's hind leg, a finger held up with her right hand while two pointed down with her left. Hovering over the tip of her finger was a small flame, fed by her own aether so that she could inspect the rune with her own lighting. It did not look very promising. With all the bleeding too that meant she was likely exposed to the cold, and right now she could only think of one way to mend a bleeding gash. She frowned because she did not like it, therefore extending the rest of her fingers so her whole left hand pointed down at the wolf, she created one final anchor to tether to her shield, channeling her aether throughout it to recharge the other two anchors left in place earlier.
With the third anchor looming beneath her fingertips she began to articulate them, weaving out threads of aether so that they tethered their way around the wolf's form. She secured it around her muzzle, her neck, and the upper half of her forelegs. Binding them with the threading of her aether, she then looked to her flame near her fingertip, feeding it more aether so that it burned a little brighter than before. As a means of helping her concentrate, and perhaps a way of projecting peace before the big moment, Telion hummed a somber melody where the notes carried out with fades. And then with the tilt of her right hand, she lowered it down, pressing her finger towards the exposed gash of the wolf's thigh. It would severely burn that she knew, which meant the wolf was likely bound to retaliate, testing the restraints that the bard crafted around her. But still...
Just a couple of seconds more.