<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/04/Nathaniel_.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Nathaniel Silverwood<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Hermes (for a moment)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>porch of the big house<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 21st -  sometime after10 am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>open<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>curiously testing his limits<br/><hr/><br/>He wasn't certain but after a while sitting on the rock, Nathaniel started to feel a strange surge of belonging just sat in a place that was still in a manner 'wild' although the residence of camp halfblood lived there and in a way helped maintaine the land, the woods and the lake were part of nature. His fathers domain, well at least it had been.<br/><br/>An overwhealming feeling of curiosity came over him then and he suddenly had the need to test himself. Closeing his eyes Nathaniel searched for the primal feeling in himself as the Sayters had often described when he asked them about the power 'Panic'<br/><br/>He sat cross legged for what seemed like forever. The urge to use ones base instincts was harder to find then he had considered possible and as he drew closer to it, it felt like he would loose himself more and more because if you really thought about it. Would a god of the wild be tame and logical? When you commanded everything in the world that made all its choices on instinct and primal urges, would you keep your humanity?<br/><br/>'No' had been Nathaniels answer to that and as he found that almost impossible side to himself, a side that most of the human race had long forgotten, he opened his eyes. At that same moment his mouth opened and he let out a ear splitting howl, it was like crossing the howl of a wolf with the roar of a lion and then adding the sceech of a giant bird, underlaced by the screams of thousands of scared children. The sound of pure fear.<br/><br/>When it stopped Nathaniel felt a sudden wave of nausia wash over him and all he wanted to do was sleep but something drew his attention to the sky. With a thunderous sound like that of a hurricane the clouds seemed to be ripped appart as a large figure emerged, its form distorted by the sun as it landed though Nathaniel could not help but gasp. White as the purest snow and larger then any other in the stables, the first and true Peagasus stood before him, pale yet almosy glowing blue eyes and a feel of magesty about him that could not be denied, the legendary horse folded its wings and trotted over to his, nuzzling its nose against him as if to confirm itself as a friend.<br/><br/>Still in a daze Nathaniel watched as the stallion explored the surroundings for a moment, ate some grass and then turning back to the lake galloped forwards before taking back off again, vanishing into the sky.<br/><br/>In that moment Nathaniel was able to move again and the shock he felt had been so great that he could only find one word to describe what he had just done and saw "fuck"<br/>