Sun Mote Copse last lesson.
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Ooc — Stevie
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It was time.

Artaax didn't know just when it was he had decided. Maybe he'd known all along that it would eventually come to this. Maybe he'd only realized it when that girl that made him think of his family and forced him to realize that he did still have some. Maybe he hadn't actually decided at all. Maybe he was still going through the motions - surviving in spite of himelf. What did it matter in the end, really.

Last lesson. I'm ready now.

Maybe.

Artaax didn't look back as he abandoned his keep. The lions could have it. He was no lion. He was something else entirely. He was not something that belonged locked up in a rocky scrap of land, tucked away between mountains to whither into nothing. He was meant for more than that. His purpose may have died with Thuringwethil, but he hadn't. And maybe that purpose wasn't the only one he could claim.

Maybe.

But first.

It took him only quarter of an hour to catch the thing. Artaax had practiced at hunting them his entire life, so it would've been just plain embarassing if it had taken him longer. Besides, he didn't have longer to spare. He had somewhere to be, but not yet. This came first.

They weren't at the Plateau anymore. He'd determined that quickly. Their scents were faded from the borders, replaced by others. But he knew they were here somewhere still because he had seen her. There were trails to follow away from the Plateau, so he followed them and was rewarded with success. So they had heeded his warning and left the Plateau, but they hadn't gone far. The morons.

Artaax stood, staring into the woods for a while. He learned many things from the scents on the borders, most of which he shoved away from him. They hurt. He didn't want to hurt anymore. He only wanted to do one thing.

Leaning down, the white dragon set the duck on the ground and backed away. He considered calling for her, but decided against it in the end. He knew @Kiwi would find it, and he hadn't come to exchange words with her or anyone else. There was nothing to say. For all he knew, she would piss on the thing and keep right on hating him. The thought made him smile a bit. He kind of hoped she would do just that.

Artaax turned away and disappeared back into the Wilds, leaving his gift behind. It was time to go.

Last lesson.

He was ready now.