<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/5d/d0/e4/5dd0e428986c29dfcab75e2418aa0cae.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Character Name/Alias</strong>: Sebastian, The Huntsman<br/><strong>wearing:</strong>:The Pelt of the Big bad Wolf<br/><strong>Location</strong>:  Kordes, the royal capital of the continent Rosalia {Western Pan-Germany}  Throne room<br/><strong>Current Action(s)</strong>: Biting his tounge, Escorting the Fae Queen, Guarding the Door<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>:Belle, Thumbelina, Snow, Maleficent<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>It was hard not to think of Snow as the frightened little girl that stole his heart all those years ago, the raven haired little lass that caused him to change the route of his whole life to the point in which his still beating heart was torn from his chest by her step mother. When she stepped froward to approach the Queen without a hint of fear on her, not faintest scent of it in the air, he could not help but smile inside. She had indeed become a fine woman, one worthy of the admiration she inspired in her subjects and her friends. Her actions were enough to cause him to lower his axe, the haft shining briefly before he let go and Jeager fluttered down to the floors to stand next to him. He still felt weary about the fae Queen, every fiber of his being screamed danger but he willed his body still. Stay calm, stay poised, stay aware of your surroundings. A hunter must learn to use all his senses to track his prey, and must find the right moment to strike to bring the target down swiftly and as painlessly as possible, it does nobody any good to le a beast suffer, especially one that is worthy of the hunt.<br/><br/>As Snow and Maleficent conversed he kept his steely gaze fixed on the Fae woman, he did not like what she was saying, and his anger at her audacity boiled just under the surface of his calm demeanor. He wondered if there would ever come a time where he would be called upon to hunt her, but to hunt a creature such as her would be nearly suicidal, and to kill her would be tantamount to murder. He knew of all the gifts he was blessed with, diplomacy was not one of them, if he opened his mouth to speak he would do more harm then good. Best he bite his tounge and let the little girl before him, no...young woman, prove why she was Queen.<br/><br/>Her response was tactful, it was level, and he had no intention of jeopardizing that.So as she turned to him he lowered his head to listened o her better, and nodded at her last words. "Jeager." he called to the bird. The Golden eagle took wing and sailed gracefully down the hall, making sure the path was clear and swooping low to prevent any eager castle occupants from trying to catch a glimpse of what was going on. The Half clad man stepped next to Maleficent then and swept his arm out to let her go first if she wanted "After you Queen Maleficent." he said simply, voice steady as he could get it. As per her request he escorted the Queen out of the castle as far as she would let him.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>When he had done the task asked of him he returned tot he castle and followed his nose once more to the Queens chambers. He had just woken that day, his body invigorated and blessed with power he had never known. He was not tired, his senses had not dulled yet with fatuige, he wondered now if he would ever sleep again. So many mysteries still about his new form, as he leaned against the Door frame he looked down at his hands. This was the first time he really looked at his body, he would have thought it someone else had there not been the tell tale signs that it was indeed his. A small scar next to his right thumb where he tore open his hand during training when he was just a recruit in the queens army, the way the vein in his left hand ran prominently along the top when he formed his fist.<br/><br/>This was, is, his body just made all the more powerful by the blessing of Woden. He settled then against the wall and kept his senses alive to once again watch over Snow like he did with his first life, just this time much closer.