crown of gems and gold [p, dahlia]

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    It had started off as a rather normal day. The canine had been examining some flowers in a nearby meadow and occasionally pausing in his observation in order to sketch or write something down when all of a sudden he was caught off-guard by the sound of hoofs, which was soon followed by a loud whinny. He quickly turned around only to be met with a snout in his face. “God-” His sentence was stopped midway by another whinny, this one accompanied by a rather unsavory puff of air. It wasn’t the most pleasant way to begin his daily routine, but it certainly wasn’t the worse. For a moment he would just stand there facing the equine, choosing to remain silent as it began to sniff and nuzzle him. Ah, so it was one of those creatures. The ones that didn’t have a properly developed mind, and therefore couldn’t talk or think as his clan-mates did.


    A whiff of air would reveal a semi-familiar scent, one that Albion sometimes carried around. God, what was the name of that group again? The Knights of Eden? He didn’t know much about the place except for the fact that they lived in a castle located in some far off forest. That being said, what was the horse doing all the way over here? It was possible that it had just wandered off, but wouldn’t someone had noticed it? He was brought back to the present by the sound of shuffling, and he looked up in order to find the horse beginning to walk back in the direction it presumably came from. And even though he had other, but not necessarily better things to do than follow a horse, Tiger found himself trailing just behind it. Why? Well, he didn’t want anything to happen to the equine, and besides, it gave him an excuse to visit The Knights. Any group that lived in a castle was enough to pike his interest.


    It must’ve taken them several hours to arrive there, but he could finally see the castle in the distance, glancing sideways at his travelling companion before letting out a short, breathy laugh. “It’s been a pleasure to travel with you, my friend, but I believe our journey is coming to an end.” The smell of Eden’s border was becoming stronger with their every step, and although he planned on lingering until someone came to collect the horse [or until it wandered over the border], a pang of unexpected sadness still made its way into his gut. It was a lovely walk here, and since the horse couldn’t exactly speak, he found himself enjoying both the silence and the company.


    [It’s a bit messy, but here you go! DAHLIA COULTER ! ]


    DAHLIA;;


    Ah yes, and those he visited Eden were often rather surprised by what they found. For while the quiet little clan was rather small and peaceful, it held a number of beautiful locations that Dahlia herself had grown quite fond of. As an individual who had lived an immortal life, it was difficult to find a good place that didn't bore her, and Eden had proven to do just that. There was the castle, the lake, the old ruins, everything was enough to instil in Dahlia a sense of nostalgia for the old Eden that kept her rooted to the home she had at first settled into in hoped of destroying.


    In such a way, Dahlia and Tigerlily were rather different. While the fellow appeared a rather gentle one, Dahlia had spent a life time of sin. She had murdered, lied, slept around, drank. All of which had been done to either erase memories, or create memories that she would later want to erase. It had been the Knights that had brought her a greater sense or morality, and had drawn enough humanity back into her that after the infamous trial, she had been able to return once again in her third time as a sensible leader. She admitted, sometimes she missed the call for blood that the tiny voice in her mind liked to remind her of, but she had a brother and children to care for now, she figured.


    It was this same love for her family and clan above all else that motivated the Queen to be out and about on Eden's lands, doing her familiar scan of their territory. During George's reign, things had been hectic and crazy, the demoness was still uncertain of exactly who was an enemy of George, and who was not. So, it was no great surprise that when she caught sight of a strange scent, the woman would feel a flicker on uncertainty. An enemy? A Carteler perhaps? No, no it was a Blizzardclan scent, and the woman knew them to be sensible creatures. It was not a moment later that the tall beauty would come forward, approaching the stranger with a bow of her regal tawny head. "Greetings, lovey. It seems you've found one of our horses then? I owe you a great deal of thanks for returning the thing!" the caracal would rumble out, a charming smile crossing her dainty maw. "Might I ask the name of the lovely knight that rescued the poor thing? It's only fair!"

    (c)trexgirl

    By the time Dahlia arrived the canine appeared to be examining a small bush, his face scrunched up in concentration, but he would soon straighten up upon hearing the caracal's arrival, his mouth smoothing into a pleasant smile as he turned around to face her. Although conversation wasn't his forte, he was awfully good at formalities, so his immediate course of action was to return the bow, though it wasn't as fluid. "There's no need to thank me, miss. I followed the mare out of curiosity more than anything, so my intentions weren't entirely chivalrous." She was the second person who had referred to him as a knight today, the first being Albion. Did he just give people the impression of being one, or was it simply an inside joke he wasn't aware of? Either way, the doctor would soon find himself widening his own smile to match her's, and he would soon reach over to the side and snag his notebook, pulling it closer to him before continuing. "Tigerlily, it's a pleasure to meet you, miss."


    With the castle looming behind her, he couldn't help but glance away from the caracel's face in order to stare at it. It was only after remaining quiet for a minute or two that he would realize his mistake, a thankfully unnoticeable blush rising to his face as he switched his attention back to Dahlia. "Uh, sorry, miss. I've just- well, I've never seen anything like it before." In order to distract himself, Tiger quickly closed his notebook and stowed it inside of his messenger bag, momentarily revealing that it was full of various herbs and flowers. He really had to clean it out.


    DAHLIA;;


    Curiosity then? Ah yes, Dahlia could surely respect such a thing! So, upon his words, Dahlia would shift into a more comfortable position, gaze meandering over the mare a moment to check for any injuries before returning, pleased, to Tigerlily. Hmm! A gentleman and an honest one at that? How very curious! "Well thank you all the same, lovey. It's appreciated!" the woman would note in response, still desiring to provide him her thanks. After all, even if it was fueled by curiosity, the femme was more than pleased to have somebody at their border, no matter their reasoning for being there.


    As he introduced herself, Dahlia's ears would perk with interest. Tigerlily? A curious name, but one that Dahlia liked nonetheless. "Ah, would you look at that! I've found another who is named the same as a flower." the woman would rumble in amusement, brow arching. "And rightly so for one so fine as yourself!" Here, the Queen would shoot the fellow a wink, which was rather mild in Dahlia's standards. Ah yes, as regal and as Queenly as she was, she was still a lover of such sinful things at art, and likely always would be. "Dahlia Coulter, a pleasure to meet you!" Dahlia would note, somewhat rushed upon realising that she had not yet introduced herself. Upon following his gaze and hearing his words, Dahlia's expression would lighten further. "If you'd quite like, you are free to come have a look. I run the place so I say it's okay, lovey!"

    (c)trexgirl