Prompt: Diamond
"Shh, Angus. Settle down boy. It's just me."
Kurt ran his fingers through the stallion's glossy black mane. He nuzzled into the horse's neck, closed his eyes, and breathed in the scent of the castle stables. After standing there for a few seconds he pulled away and mounted, checking to make sure his bow was securely in place before steering Angus out of the stables.
The early morning air was cool and crisp and thhe autumn leaves and rising sun each cast a faint orange glow over the castle grounds. Kurt kicked Angus into a run.
Hooves thundered as Kurt steered his horse down the familiar trail. Kurt's eyes wandered around the familiar forest scenery, and this time his targets were ignored in favor of the view and the fact that today he planned on using his bows for the hunt.
The horse slammed to a halt.
Kurt flew.
"Angus!" he hissed angrily, glaring over his shoulder. The horse stomped uneasily at the edge of the stone circle. Kurt rolled his eyes. "Come on, boy, you've been here before. You don't think you could've given me a warning?"
Kurt stood and dusted himself off. He unstrapped his bow from his shoulder and snatched and arrow from his quiver before walking forward, past the stonehendge and further into the forest. He listened carefully and watched for a sign of wildlife.
The first sign of movement came from a tree not far to his left. He pointed his bow in the direction and slowly drew back his arrow, steadying his breathing, and shot.
That was when he saw the wisp.
Whatever animal he had managed to hit fell to the ground with a resounding thud. Kurt's head shot to where the small blue ghost hovered at the beginning of another forest pathway.
He dropped his bow and walked.
The wisp disappeared and reappeared a few feet forward. Kurt's eyes widened in curiosity and he continued forward, whispering, "I can't believe it. A wisp."
The pattern continued until the trail was replaced with a large clearing overlooking a cliff. Kurt's breath hitched; the rising sun reflected off of the ocean below, causing the water's surface to sparkle like diamonds below. A lone figure sat at the edge.
Kurt managed to get a few feet closer before the person looked up with honey-hazel eyes and a mop of curly hair.
"They say the wisps lead you to your fate," the boy said.
Kurt's eyes widened. "How did you know the wisps led me here?"
"I heard you talking to yourself," he chuckled. As Kurt slowly took the unoccupied space of grass next to him, he introduced himself, "I'm Blaine," and extended a hand.
Kurt shook it, and after a moment's hesitation he said, "... Kurt."
A/N: This is inspired by the new Disney movie, Brave, and also posted for Klaine AU Friday. I had a longer one but that got deleted somehow last night. *sad* Anyways, R&R!