Criminal
11-10-2013, 12:06 PM
Slowly but surely the scent of youth overtook him and he found himself traveling towards it. Had this been anything younger or anything accompanied he would have steered clear--for hell hath no fury like a mother disturbed with her new brood. Nose wrinkled in distaste and he sought out the white child. Massive paws carried him until he had turned into several rows of caves and it was no easy feat. to find the young male. He had, usurped the Amenti ines, and that alone requited that he belonged to the mountain man--and though he would be claimed without doubt; Syrinx hoped that he would come to be loyal to him and to be a militant of unnamed caliber. Ah see, he had high hopes for all of those that chose the correct path. Lips curved into a genuinely gruesome smile and his nails tapped louder against the stone as he rounded a new corner and his eyes adjusted to the darkness, "You've trespassed boy...I hope you're aware of the dangers in this. Welcome to Amenti, my boy,"