Salle, Tuesday Afternoon

[bitchprince]

He'd now passed the point where his arm could in any way be used as an excuse not to train, at least if you weren't looking for one. Arthur wasn't looking for one, and so as soon as his classes were over he retreated to the salle, where he picked a workable practice blade.

Of course, there were other types of training he'd been slowly building back up into, but it was his ability with the sword he wanted to keep sharpest on. He whiled away most of his afternoon running drills, another in a long line of days waiting for the moment he could finally take the bloody bandage off.

It was helping him deal with the useless feeling quite admirably.

[[ open salle! ]]

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[bitchprince]

"Not merely in class," Arthur replied, attempting to make some sense of her patterns of speech. He lowered his sword in full. "You don't sound like you're from these parts," he said, matter-of-factly.

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Am not," she confirmed. "I growed up in Iron Mountains, north of human kingdom of Hawk Haven. There is no such place in this world."

[bitchprince]

"Right," he said, casting her another look. "And you know... wolves."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Am wolf," she corrected. "Am knowing many beasts, besides."

[bitchprince]

"You believe you're a wolf?"

Arthur would need a few moments.

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Am knowing I am one," Firekeeper frowned. "I was borned human, true. But raised wolf. My shape may not be, but my heart is wolf's."

[bitchprince]

The filter between his mouth and his brain managed to catch anything horrid he was about to say. "Right," Arthur said. "I've seen stranger. You've brought one of your people with you, then. For company."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Blind Seer cracked one eye open at the mention of himself and gave a halfhearted sort of growl.

"Blind Seer run what trails he wish. Though these is usually by my side, yes," she confirmed. "We was on a hunt when we finded ourselves here, one day."

[bitchprince]

Some part of him came alive with curiosity at that mention. "So was I," Arthur said, "In a way."

Bloody Northumbria.

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"We try and follow the same trail back, but it not let us through," Firekeeper explained.

[bitchprince]

Arthur's mouth closed. He shot her a quick glance from the corner of his eyes. "Again, the same," he said, "Have you had no further luck returning?"

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Well that was curious. Everyone else she'd met here had mentioned at least being aware of the place before they'd arrived. "Derian come through, once. During a time when many other people was visiting. We was not able to follow him back."

[bitchprince]

"My father sent me here," Arthur replied, his face set into a thoughtful frown, "Or rather, to Northumbria. We were in Albion one moment, and then the next..."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Here," Firekeeper nodded. "Is not so bad a place," she'd been in worse, certainly. "Even if everyone seem to like magic too much."

[bitchprince]

"It's used too idly throughout for such a powerful thing," Arthur agreed, and she got a look of true empathy for it. "But it's something we'll weather."

He'd learned that over the weekend.

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"I not trust it," Firekeeper admitted. "Especially the stealing of shapes. Such is a wicked blood-magic, where I am from."

[bitchprince]

His mouth set. "It's an immensely dangerous thing to wield, no matter the form," Arthur said. And yet he couldn't fully condemn it as his father did- not after everything he'd experienced. "It should be treated with far more care."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Firekeeper nodded. "Is good to find someone whose thinking on this make sense," she admitted.

[bitchprince]

"Magic is forbidden by law where I come from," Arthur said, "I've seen it do great evil."

He hesitated. "And sometimes, small good," he admitted. "But..." He shook his head.

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Is the same in Hawk Haven," Firekeeper nodded. "For humans and Royal Beasts alike. There is some with small talents, like healing, that do good, but those who learn beyond that do so to learn evil things."

[bitchprince]

"Casting plagues and horrid creatures upon the land," Arthur finished- at least for himself. "The line is hard to draw."

Which he said only because she understood, but wasn't of Camelot.