An Icy Heart {Miku}

[Ian]

Why was he here again? Ian’s pale figure seem to stand out against the shadows the trees were creating, as the young man was a ghost that roamed the forest. His dark hair, dead-looking eyes, and expressionless face also added to his ghostly appearance. He was wearing dark clothes, causing his deathly figure to stand out even more. In short, Ian had an eerie look to him. His companion looked much different then the ghostly looking boy. She was a small wolf compared to other wolf-like beasts. Her soft fur seemed to glimmer every time they passed through a patch of sun. The fur was a light gray mixed with various shades of blue. Her long pointed ears were up and alert, large silver eyes vigilant just in case anything jumped out at the pair. Feathered wings were folded on her back, Ian’s black saddle braking off the light colors.

He stepped through the underbrush, unpleasant memories surfacing from seeing the familiar area. The king had left the castle to get a break from his work, so Ian had decided there was no reason to stay at the castle while the king was away. Then again there was no reason to leave either. Ian guessed he was maybe restless staying in one place without a purpose, like the mercenary band he had part of always did. Never staying in one place for too long unless it was for a job or some other important reason. His dead-like purple eyes drifted over the trees, remembering this was the place he last camped with those mercenaries before Ian killed them all for self-protection.

This is also were he had met Age, or at least down by the pool where all Riders go to meet their Beasts. Still, Ian had no idea he would get his own Beast, then again he never really thought much of the future or the past, only of the present. Ian found his way into a small clearing, a stump near by. With his katana at his side, he walked over to the stump and sat down. The sun shone on him for the clearing had no trees to from a canopy over. The warm rays hit him, but he really couldn’t feel the warmth. Age sat at his side, her ears still ever vigilant, but sitting in the sun had made her relax a bit.

He sometimes couldn’t understand the things people or even his own Beast did. Happiness and anger didn’t come to him as easily as it did to others. Even sadness had not found it’s way to his dead-like heart through out his own miserable life of being sold at a very young age into slavery by his own father, or even when he killed the mercenaries who had taken them in as their own. There are many things in the world that Ian didn’t understand, like how people could read and write. Still, maybe he wouldn’t get to know these things and as long as he completed his duty, Ian was fine with that.

[Miku Solara]

Her legs straddled the lower parts of the back of her beast's neck, her arms wrapped around the same neck and her small little body clinging on for dear life, though of course she knew that Rune would never let her fall while they were in flight. And if Miku were to fall, the beast would be hurdling after her and would die trying to save her, and that was an assuring thought for the tiny Light Kingdom Mage. She didn't have too much confidence about herself, but when she was battling, she knew how to ramble off spells at the blink of an eye and conjure up the magic just right through her staff which was clinging to her side just as it always did in it's sheath.

Miku, there's another rider with their beast out here; would you like to go check it out? Rune told to her. Her chocolate eyes then averted to the trees that were below them as they flew through the sky, and eventually she saw a clearing right up ahead and then noticed that's where he beloved beast was motioning too with her head. Miku gave a few nods, the emotion traveling through the link and obviously giving the "ok" to the raptor-like beast.

They changed coarse for the clearing and eventually got to the point of landing. The man sitting was a creepy, eerie looking one, but the blond hopped off of her beast just as always when she was greeting somebody, but kept a hand on Rune at all times; she simply felt the most secure whenever she did so. Blinking her large eyes, the girl cooed out in a sweet voice.

"Why are you out here all by yourself? Is everything alright?" Though she didn't know the man, she always had a habit for caring, and if she was in the Dark Kingdom, there was no shadow of a doubt in the depths of her mind that she would act any different towards the elves around her.

She then took in more of the man's appearance, her stomach fluttering from his creepiness, but she also felt that there was something under that pale skin, dark hair, dark clothes; she could see it in his eyes. Sure, they were emotionless, but there was a hidden fire that was deep within them; a deep, smoldering ember that simply needed a spark to catch ablaze. This man had a lot of potential, and the mage could tell it by just a look into his eyes. No doubt he was a soldier, but she had never seen him before, so therefore that meant that he was a soldier somewhere else. Dark Elf Kingdom.

But she didn't falter, she simply kept up her smile. It didn't change her attitude towards him. Sure, the two Kingdoms were at a ferocious war, but that didn't alter her kindness whatsoever. Everybody deserved it, no matter where their loyalty were to lie.

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[Ian]

Ian had taken a red and velvet book from the saddle. He traced the letters on the cover with one ghostly hand, his face still expressionless as ever. Back at the castle, on of the servants had left the book in his room after cleaning it. He had found himself taking it with him whenever he left the Dark Elf City. He couldn’t read, not even knowing what the strange symbols, or as others called them letters, meant. He hadn’t even opened the book yet even though he had it for about a month. He’d just stare at the cover for a bit.

Maybe he wanted to read it, he really didn’t know. He’d never had a opinion for himself so he didn’t really know when he wanted something or if he liked something. Age had laid down Ian’s feet while the boy looked at the book’s cover. Her eyes were closed but her ears were still up and listening for the slightest sound.

Suddenly her silver eyes snapped open and she got to her paws. She was looking at the other side of the clearing. Her stance was tense, but she wasn’t aggressive. Before Age could say anything, Ian spotted the movement and he was on his feet instantly. The abrupt movement caused the book to hit the ground. Ian had his hand on the hilt of his sword, it was on instinct that he was on guard so fast. The newcomer was a young girl, obviously a Light Elf, and her Beast which looked like a over sized lizard and a bird cross.

The blond girl spoke and Ian could not hear the words that came from her mouth since he was deaf. He simply read her lips and understood what she had said. He didn’t say anything at first causing an awkward silence to pass between them. Age, then, touched his hand with her wet dog nose cause him to flinch. His first thought was there was another person sneaking up behind him, but he realized it was just his Beast motioning him to calm down. He dropped his hand from his sword trusting full well that she was good at judging others.

Still…. He looked back at the girl and began to use sign language. Then he realized she probably couldn’t understand that and stopped abruptly. He paused again. “ I am fine. Just roaming around.” His voice was a little rough, though it still was on pitch unlike other people who were born deaf. He hadn’t been deaf since birth, so he knew how most words sounded pitch and tone wise.