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Cecras gazed down on the human, his expression stern but not unkind. "Yes, you carry a wand." He watched as the boy struggled with his words. When asked about his shelter, Cecras's eyes softened momentarily. "Destruction is not a centaurs way." As James Cade arrived, Cecras shifted his gaze...

Cecras observed the structure noticing it seemed to have bsen crafted without magic, by the hands of a human. It appeared innocent, likely the handiwork of a young wand carrier exploring their abilities. However, its presence encroached upon centaur territory. When the voice greeted him, Cecras...

Cecras was disgusted to discover that another Centaur had debased themselves to the servitude of human. He saw it as a betrayal of their proud heritage, a surrender to the very species that had long encroached upon their sacred lands. As his protective instincts surged, Cecras found himself...

The centaur remained silent as the human spoke, his expression unreadable. "Respect for the natural world is not a matter of convenience, but of necessity." His gaze drifted upwards towards the canopy of trees, "The forest is untouched by the folly of humankind, and it is a centaur's duty to...

Cecras regarded the human's peculiar behaviour, his stance reflecting his restlessness. His hooves pawed at the ground as he felt the urge to move, while his human torso leaned forward slightly, his expression stoic and unreadable. Unmoved by the human's observation, Cecras remained guarded...

Cecras approached, his bow still at the ready as he curiously observed the human's submissive reaction. Her words elicited a mix of amusement and disdain from the centaur. "Kill you?" he repeated, his tone scornful. "Pathetic." Lowering his bow slightly, he regarded her with a mixture of pity...

As the new school year commenced at Hogwarts, it was customary for young witches and wizards to explore the Dark Forest, supposedly forbidden to them. Cecras normally left the young ones to it whilst maintaining a watchful eye in case they ventured too far. Today was no different, until Cecras...

Cecras fixed a discerning gaze upon the wand carrier. "I sense the route you believed to be yours has vanished. Yet, the forest has a curious way of leading you where you need to be, even if it's not where you think you want to go." He gestured subtly toward the direction indicated. "I won't...

"Of course. But be cautious, wandering in the forest can be perilous for the distracted," Cecras cautioned despite his own distraction. "If you'd like guidance finding your way back, I'm here to help. Otherwise, safe travels on your way."

Cecras had miscalculated the dates and believing most students were absent, he ventured closer towards the boundary than usual. His vigilance waned, a lapse uncharacteristic of him, only to be startled by the presence of an adolescent wand carrier. Instantly, Cecras tensed, his guard heightened...

The centaurs sharp ears detected the voices of young wand carriers drawing near. Their conversation implied they thought centaurs were nonexistent in Aotearoa, painting his kind as beings with human torsos grafted onto horse legs. An irksome irritation pricked at Cecras, stirred by these...

As it became evident that the wand carriers were naively oblivious of lurking dangers, Cecras chose to reveal himself. Emerging from the fog, his presence commanded their attention. His voice carried a mixture of caution and concern as he addressed them directly. "Intruders, heed my words,"...

Fog held a special significance among the centaurs. They believed it represented uncertainty. But in that uncertainty, fog carried a sense of intrigue and allure. It beckoned the living to approach the future with a curious and open mind and to embrace the opportunities it might hold. Cecras had...

Cecras lowered his arrow, his body still aching from lack of sleep. "Cecras is my name." He replied. No sooner did another centaur arrive, Cecras stiffened again. He did not know them and they were dangerously close to his land. "You are Aspen?" Cecras replied, giving a short bow as a sign of...

Cecras walked steadily through the dark forest, or the Forbidden Forest as it was called by the wand carriers who lived in the castle on its edge. Called so as the young were forbidden from entering. Naturally then, students explored the ancient forest, often ill equipped for the dangers within...

Cecras listened, he knew of a centaur by that name resided in the forest who was not part of his herd. "They are not here. Aspen has land close to the forest edge." He nodded lightly, "Very well." He replied although he was not permitting the human to cross his herd land. Cecras would not be...

Cecras looked at the human with curiosity, they mentioned a centaur name although not one from his herd. He lowered his weapon slightly and gestured to the tree line. "These sycamore trees are the boundary to our land" replied Cecras, keeping his bow low and steady, still poised for a non-fatal...

Cecras felt achy. He had not slept yet for the dark moon had kept the stargazing herd awake for much of the previous night and he could not rest in the day. He was an unusual centaur as he did not take much interest in reading the sky, he'd never been very good at it even as a foal. Deciding to...

As he understood it, Hogwarts had recently begun a new school year. A time when young witches and wizards most commonly entered their territory. The Forbidden Forest as they called it was filled with wonder and curiosity that naturally the young ones were compelled to explore. Normally they were...