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This evening's encounter requires him to accompany a small girl to the Forest of Balor just outside Camelot.
The sun had almost set by now and Arthur debated the wisdom of this.
The kid, Stephanie, was about to be deterred and no self-respecting person would allow a small child to wander into the forest unaccompanied, so here he was.
He could only hope that only deer and badger would be wandering around in the woods tonight.
- Location:Outskirts of the Forest of Balor
- Mood:
nervous
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"Don't worry about me...I'm a skilled swordsman." He assures her. "Really...I'm just going to scare it off -" Or kill it, which ever one works - "and I'll be right behind you."
She feared the animal but feared him getting hurt more.*
There's another rustle of bushes and another growl and then...
A wolf! (Arthur had told Merlin there were wolves in the woods.)
It's a very smart wolf though, at the sight of Arthur's sword it decides the best course of action is to get the Hell out of there.
"Who goes there?" He shouted, then suddenly shook his head.
"Stephanie, is that you?"
No?...*She stayed where she was.*
"It looks a lot like you...sounds a lot like you as well."
Nope..not me at all...*She looks down, realizing she's slipped up.*..okay..it is me...
"You know...you remind me of Merlin, my manservant, he never leaves when he should either."
You're not angry? *She giggled a little bit with him, before getting distracted by a couple of fawn that had appeared not far from them.*
"Although I hope you see what I mean when I say the forest can be dangerous."
*She played with her hair a little as the fawns bounced away.*..it is dangerous though..if I had been out here by myself...
He frowns. "Yes...it wouldn't have been...well...I wouldn't have been a very good host if I'd let you do that."
Can wolves ever be friendly? I'd like to pat one..if they weren't so scary..
"There's dogs though...I could show you my dogs."
They're hunting dogs in fact.
Arthur breathes a sigh of relief when Stephanie heads back to Camelot and he follows on the alert in case their backs present a tempting treat.
The dogs sleep outdoors near the stables, a few of the older ones are napping, but the younger are still up and greet them with wagging tails.
These are much nicer than wolves...*She turns to Arthur giving him a smile.*
Do they have names?
"They do..." Arthur speaks slowly and tries to remember, usually he too focussed on the hunt to take much else in. "The one your patting is Fang."
Nothing wrong with sticking to the classics right?
Hi Fang..I''m Stephanie..*She gave him a good scratch behind the ears.*..you're a good boy..
*Fang licked her face and she giggled, pushing him away a little.*
A smaller dog, just a few months past puppyhood bounds over and jumps around Stephanie's legs.
Arthur chuckles, it is kind of cute.
Hello doggy...*She stumbles over onto her bum and continues giggling.*
"Better than wolves, I hope!"
If Arthur has ensured that the kid won't be wandering into deep dark forests and scaring adults....well, he's done a good service.
Much better than wolves...*She hugged the little dog.*
..they really love to be patted...