Jade

clever tyrants are never punished

♛

⌠ with so much going on, Érebos felt overwhelmed in many areas of his like, one including medusa. their marriage was seemingly last minute, she fought in a maimed raid against a pack he failed to see reasoning behind, joined about the dangerous parties pertaining to the stranger happenings in the land, grim was gone and now the birth.. so much was on his plate. with enyo challenging for a pack and disagreements amongst clan members, Érebos held a stern, pensive if not angered look on his face as he marched through the green plains he'd known for over a year. three now, things changed in him. his life, changed.

married with children, Érebos sought to make better choices now more than ever. but he felt the tugging in so many directions. where was his wife when he needed it? their intimacy seemingly took a hit, their quality time was nonexistent and soon, Érebos felt disconnected from her emotionally. and he didn't feel shame for it-, but rather.. stress. was she losing her grip on him, too?

he didn't call for her, didn't bother to alert the others near by of his search for his mate. it was approaching night and all settled in the pack except for him. his eyes skimming over the territory to find what medusa was up to as of late, needing to rekindle whatever he felt was missing before it was too late. he was weary- uncertain where things would lead, especially with his sister. hopefully, this visit would help. ⌡



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