Halsey has a minion!

Shimmer the Sharptooth Brightfin

He watched the rain drip off the silver embroidery that made elegant swirling patterns with pairs of leaves branching off the edge of his hood and onto his breeches that were also as soaked to the gills as he was. A sigh escaped his lips and hung in the chilly air for a few moments. It wasn't cold enough to freeze into the thick flakes he once loved to frolic in so long ago, now days he loathed them as they served as a reminder that the world is a frigid place lacking in any form of understanding nor compassion.

At least in his case, they never tried to let him get a word in, they just condemned him without hearing his story and the truth was buried with those filthy, lying mouth of the true culprits. Perhaps it was it was this time of season that embittered him. Hal heaved another sigh, dragging his negative thoughts to more pleasant ones like the thought of getting to a warmer place rather than the mountain side he was currently borrowing a bush that wasn’t quite big enough to cover all of him with its thick branches.

"I'd give my boots to be back in that warm inn right about now… stupid luck…stupid, idiotic farmer for noticing that poster…" He muttered pulling his wet cloak around his thin frame as he shivered and sneezed.
Memories of his childhood, the day he was forced to run for his life that shattered his trust in people, the...smile…his friend had when he betrayed him. The same day he was forced to leave everything he loved and enjoyed behind.

Perhaps it was the sound of a branch snapping, the sudden silence of the forest around him or the sense of bloodlust that woke him from his dozing. Something had alerted in his foggy mind he knew what it was, but his thought process had numbed itself along with his body. Then, just as he had finished wondering what it was, a loud bay echoed from several meters away pulled his senses together once again they had found him. Those magicless farmers and their blasted dogs had found him.

Curse them, curse the magic council that was on the lookout for his magic, curse his ingrained sense of not using magic against those who were born without magic. Without the rain that had been petering off to cover his trail, he had no hope of letting them pass by him, so he did the best thing he could do – he ran, heading to the border that marked the end of his homeland and all he knew.

Name

Halsey Mc Cairn

Age

Young Adult(20)

Birthday

Mar. 18th

Race

White-tailed Deer(Antlephore)

Gender

Male

Orientation

Bisexual

Job

Outlaw; former student

Status

Single

Rp?

Closed

Length

5' 7"

Build

Fit, a little on the thin side

Body colors

Fair skin, medium-dark freckles | Reworking

Eye color

Reworking

Hair color

Reworking

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