DENAHI - DEMIROMANTIC / BISEXUAL - SINGLE
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Denahi, the mountain
Denahi, earth-bender
- part of an Alaskan inuit tribe
- quite the outsider because of his earth-bending powers
- very close with the tribe's chief's son, Sitka
- his task is to watch the reindeer herds
- and protect them from wolves
- feels very connected to the wolf pack
- and keeps them away from the village by hunting with them
- knows the tundra like the back of his hand / paw
- quite lonely, mostly found wandering alone
- still very faithful in his tribe's spirits and anchestors
- has difficulties dealing with his emotions
-- and thus with his earth-bending
- prefers to act like they don't exist
- very suspicious of strangers
- longing for a greater sense of freedom
- part of an Alaskan inuit tribe
- quite the outsider because of his earth-bending powers
- very close with the tribe's chief's son, Sitka
- his task is to watch the reindeer herds
- and protect them from wolves
- feels very connected to the wolf pack
- and keeps them away from the village by hunting with them
- knows the tundra like the back of his hand / paw
- quite lonely, mostly found wandering alone
- still very faithful in his tribe's spirits and anchestors
- has difficulties dealing with his emotions
-- and thus with his earth-bending
- prefers to act like they don't exist
- very suspicious of strangers
- longing for a greater sense of freedom
Tundra
On a high rock stood a Viscet, dressed in thick furs from head to toes. An icy wind blew through his mane and made him hide his ears under his hood. His eyes wandered over the vast landscape that he called his home and then, with a smile, his gaze fixed on a herd of reindeer.
"They truly are a sight to behold, huh?"
"Sitka. Didn't see you there." The one male, whose name was Denahi, turned around to look at the other. "The snow is your friend. It silences your steps."
"Perhaps. But the snow is my friend just as much as the earth is yours. What are you doing out here? Besides freezing, that is."
"I needed some time for myself. And I thought the herds might need someone to look after them."
The two Viscets stood there in silence for a few moments, their surroundings almost completely quiet; except for the soft noises of the reindeer herd in the snow and the wind blowing through the hills and bushes. And then - the howling of a wolf. Denahi closed his eyes and smiled softly.
The wolves were his favourite animal out here; as wild and free as he had always dreamed of to be. But they also meant danger for the herd - and the tribe didn't want them all too near the village either.
"You might be right about that." Sitka sighed. "Don't stay too long, Denahi. You know that the sun is about to set soon. We don't want you to get lost."
"I won't." He had already grabbed his spear tight. "And if I do after all, the light of our anchestors will guide me back home."
"I admire your trust in them, brother."
"Sometimes I do, too." Denahi smiled at Sitka one last time, then he started wandering down the rocks and hills, past the reindeer herd and towards the woods, from which the howling of the wolf pack sounded. Sometimes he wished he could join their song and disappear with them into the night.
As he came close to the trees, he spotted the first few pairs of yellow glowing eyes; staring at him, watching his every step. Just before he was about to step over the border of their territory, he stopped walking.
The wolves had stopped howling by now. The absence of sound was almost sinister and Denahi shivered. Then he dropped the spear and held out a paw.
Just seconds after, he was approached by a wolf who looked strangely similar to him. The massive animal gently touched Denahi's paw with his nose, his bright glowing eyes now closed. Denahi seemed relieved - and smiled.
"Well, let's go hunting then. Shall we?"
And the howling of the pack sounded once more over the vast, frozen landscape.
"They truly are a sight to behold, huh?"
"Sitka. Didn't see you there." The one male, whose name was Denahi, turned around to look at the other. "The snow is your friend. It silences your steps."
"Perhaps. But the snow is my friend just as much as the earth is yours. What are you doing out here? Besides freezing, that is."
"I needed some time for myself. And I thought the herds might need someone to look after them."
The two Viscets stood there in silence for a few moments, their surroundings almost completely quiet; except for the soft noises of the reindeer herd in the snow and the wind blowing through the hills and bushes. And then - the howling of a wolf. Denahi closed his eyes and smiled softly.
The wolves were his favourite animal out here; as wild and free as he had always dreamed of to be. But they also meant danger for the herd - and the tribe didn't want them all too near the village either.
"You might be right about that." Sitka sighed. "Don't stay too long, Denahi. You know that the sun is about to set soon. We don't want you to get lost."
"I won't." He had already grabbed his spear tight. "And if I do after all, the light of our anchestors will guide me back home."
"I admire your trust in them, brother."
"Sometimes I do, too." Denahi smiled at Sitka one last time, then he started wandering down the rocks and hills, past the reindeer herd and towards the woods, from which the howling of the wolf pack sounded. Sometimes he wished he could join their song and disappear with them into the night.
As he came close to the trees, he spotted the first few pairs of yellow glowing eyes; staring at him, watching his every step. Just before he was about to step over the border of their territory, he stopped walking.
The wolves had stopped howling by now. The absence of sound was almost sinister and Denahi shivered. Then he dropped the spear and held out a paw.
Just seconds after, he was approached by a wolf who looked strangely similar to him. The massive animal gently touched Denahi's paw with his nose, his bright glowing eyes now closed. Denahi seemed relieved - and smiled.
"Well, let's go hunting then. Shall we?"
And the howling of the pack sounded once more over the vast, frozen landscape.