Little brither, dear sister
Scylla
04-20-2022, 05:13 PM
The Klein op grew bolder and bolder each day, fewer limits to what he though laid those. Including the island, knowing he could explore farther on aslong as he wouldn't be a fool. He seemed like one but he wasnt dumb nor clumsy to the world's dangers. Atleast in a safe level. He was accompanied by his Caracara, a dead fresh eater bird that had grown attracted by Orthrus growing interest in such area. And Scylla was here too! He loved his trips even more with family involved.
He sat still in the ferry that connected the Island with the other part of their lands, excited but doing his very best to keep the composure. Tonge out in excitement and anxiety. He havent gone out since his trip to the Hallow's castle. Such an attractive structure and huge. His pink eyes lurked through the area, curious to find anything interesting to check out.
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●Orthrus is rathed M due to his posts sometimes containing graphic gore,dissections and death.
●Orth has a female Caracara that is always perched on his back.
●He always wears a black cloack
04-20-2022, 06:09 PM
Scylla had missed the trip to The Hallows due to having an injured shoulder. She'd been ordered to rest and heal but the time for resting was over. She was bored and staying in one place was making the girl stir crazy. So when her little brother asked if she would take him to the dam, Scylla agreed quickly.
Dexterous paws of navy and slate pulled at the rope that carried the ferry across. The girl could feel a bit of pain in her shoulder and would have preferred to swim, but Orthrus was still small so she had no choice. Once the ferry touched the bank of the mainland, Scylla took a moment to roll and stretch her shoulder. The cuts on her flesh were healed, but the scars from the bear were still very much there and always would be.
The long tailed girl looked to her sibling with mismatched eyes, equally mismatched ears perking. "So what do you want to do now that you're here?" Scylla, never one to follow any rules laid down for her, had been all over this place. "We could kill some beavers. Dad says there are too many of them and it's up to us to keep the population down." They'd get to kill something and she'd be able to take home some things for her hobby.
Scylla should be seen as a very adult character who will indulge in acts that others may find graphic and uncomfortable. Steer clear if you don't like this sort of thing.
04-20-2022, 06:23 PM
He took deep breaths to keep his excitement down, hopping it wouldn't stand on his path, a path of learning and being a good boy. He wanted to impress his sister, to pretend he was a tough as she. Of course he would look up to his older siblings as gods, as the best of the best, and he couldn't wait for when he too would stand on top of the wolf world. Or that was how he was growing to think. Think his family name should be synonym of tough, of bravery. His chest inflates in pride, ready to take on the world. But he knew he was being watched so no way he would do something stupid or without knowing at least.
"Kull things?" He suggested happily, without minding any tact. Well he was a pup, he would speak without thinking. And be could barely keep his emotions or what he thought to himself."Teach meh tu kill things?" He said as clear as he could articulate.
He listened carefully to his sister's instructions. They needed to kill those things? He was into it! Perhaps he could get some back with him for his own things.
●Orthrus is rathed M due to his posts sometimes containing graphic gore,dissections and death.
●Orth has a female Caracara that is always perched on his back.
●He always wears a black cloack
04-21-2022, 10:08 AM
As Orthrus spoke, Scylla narrowed her black and blue gaze at him. Why was he talking like a baby? Quickly doing math in her head, she estimated that her younger brothers were about nine months old. They were only a few months younger than she was and she didn't speak like a child, so what was this about? Scylla doubted that Aliana would ignore the progress of her children and knew that her father would demand that they were all able to speak correctly. That didn't make sense to her at all.
Still staring at her sibling, Scylla began speaking of hunting the beavers, explaining that it was easiest to get them when they were coming out of their dams, but he was too big to safely climb on the dams like the small girl could do. She could have pulled them out of the water so the larger pup could kill them, but a commotion up ahead stopped Scylla's words. Looking into the distance, she could make out the big brown shape of a bear moving through the bushes around the dam. Grimacing, the white marked girl motioned with one paw for her brother to move back towards the ferry. She didn't want to fight a bear ever again.
Scylla should be seen as a very adult character who will indulge in acts that others may find graphic and uncomfortable. Steer clear if you don't like this sort of thing.