Intro'd!

[lightningcurse]

The young man has the long sleek body of a hunter, fair watchful eyes the colour of trees in autumn, and the smell of a forest about his clothes--something earthy and clear, that reminds you of leaves and the hot wind of summer, of a deer rippling through shadows, blending in for a moment and for a moment showing through like a stain on a white

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[notallworthy]

Tom walks by and smiles because he likes people and would prefer to meet and be friends with as many as possible. "Hello. Are you new?"

[lightningcurse]

Mabon laughs, and it's as though they're suddenly surrounded by hundreds of thousands of rustling leaves, filling every space with the sound. "Aye."

[notallworthy]

He likes that laugh. Tom is better suited to the woods than the study and he likes anyone else who seems to be the same. "So am I. Tom Jones." He gives a little bow and smiles.

[lightningcurse]

He makes a small bow in return, his chestnut hair escaping forward and then falling back when he lifts his head. "I am Mabon ap Modron."

[cat_inthe_sun]

Jackrabbit held his redheaded changeling baby close to his side as he walked. Mo Chroi, the little baby, noticed the god first and waved at him with fat little arms. Jackrabbit turned to the new person.

"Hello."

[lightningcurse]

Mabon looks curiously at the baby. Children of any animals are safe from his hunt.

"Hello," in his voice of many creatures.

[cat_inthe_sun]

Jackrabbit tilted his head. He should know better than be surprised, after all, he shares his bed with a god.

Mo chroi grinned widely and reached for the god.

He is a fairy, after all. He has interest in thise sort of thing.

[lightningcurse]

His lean strong hands reach back, touching Mo Chroi's head very lightly, like the breath of an arrow as it leaves the bow. It is almost a blessing.

[illgotten]

"Well." A quick look up and down. "That's new and different."

[lightningcurse]

"And old and the same."

[illgotten]

"Fffft. God save me from Welsh philosophy."

[lightningcurse]

A smile breaks forth, this like the sun after a storm, and you can almost smell the fresh scent of rain-washed land. "Tchah. Orkney cynics."

[wordforlove]

*grins* Hey. We don't have many of your lot 'round here.

[lightningcurse]

Mabon bows. "I am newly freed by Arthur's knights."

[wordforlove]

Well, join the fun, then. *there's another grin -- and Eros is certainly not eyeing Mabon. Not even a little bit.*

[lightningcurse]

Mabon is certainly not hard on the eyes. >_> "Thank you."

[agrotera]

She rakes her hair back, looking him up and down in amusement. "Decided to be sociable, have you?"

[lightningcurse]

"At last I am free." He goes down on one knee, respectfully, and then rises.

[agrotera]

Artemis grins at him, extending a hand. "Good. I've had no interesting company here."

[lightningcurse]

"There are no others like us?" He clasps it.