Come Softly, Come Swiftly
10-13-2015, 09:52 PM
Fall Goliath Fall - Project 86
BIC:: The brute would listen to the woman's words with the same unreadable expression on his face that he had walked in with. He kept his gaze fixed on her and did not waver once. Watching her and studying her every movement carefully. Her face, her words. So far, all he had was a history lesson that proved her the rightful queen of The West. She may have only settled her gaze on the plains. But to Obito, it was all hers. He didn't process like any other wolf here, at least that's what he felt in his heart. It had taken some meditation to work out all the riddles and figure out what a Folami was supposed to be doing in a place as made and chaotic as this. But he felt called a certain way. That word. Mlezi. Perhaps he was meant to become such a thing after all. He was meant to become a Mlezi to the should be Queen if she could but just prove herself to him. He knew nothing about her accept what she deserved by birth right. But a creature such as a Folami needed more than birthright to follow.
This Hellstrom, though, he would admittedly burn to the ground for good sport. The dance of tyrants and kings. It was all so petty and stupid to him. The Folami had never once stacked a claim to a single patch of earth and the first batch of Folami, probably no more than forty or so wolves, could have washed this land clean end to end. Quickly he caste all these stupid thoughts aside. He knew he had to stay level headed, because again in his youth, Obito had all the potential in the world. But he lacked any real experience. He knew he was a true beast of nature and a power house. But he still had much to learn before he was ready to juggernaut a war. Raising to his paw, he would come to his full height. It was a bold notion that he was about to make. But he was a loner still. He had every reason to make it. "Prove to me your worth is more than just birth right. And I you can fashion me into what ever nature of weapon you desire, Malkia. We will speak later." And with that, he would lower himself back to his seat.
BIC:: The brute would listen to the woman's words with the same unreadable expression on his face that he had walked in with. He kept his gaze fixed on her and did not waver once. Watching her and studying her every movement carefully. Her face, her words. So far, all he had was a history lesson that proved her the rightful queen of The West. She may have only settled her gaze on the plains. But to Obito, it was all hers. He didn't process like any other wolf here, at least that's what he felt in his heart. It had taken some meditation to work out all the riddles and figure out what a Folami was supposed to be doing in a place as made and chaotic as this. But he felt called a certain way. That word. Mlezi. Perhaps he was meant to become such a thing after all. He was meant to become a Mlezi to the should be Queen if she could but just prove herself to him. He knew nothing about her accept what she deserved by birth right. But a creature such as a Folami needed more than birthright to follow.
This Hellstrom, though, he would admittedly burn to the ground for good sport. The dance of tyrants and kings. It was all so petty and stupid to him. The Folami had never once stacked a claim to a single patch of earth and the first batch of Folami, probably no more than forty or so wolves, could have washed this land clean end to end. Quickly he caste all these stupid thoughts aside. He knew he had to stay level headed, because again in his youth, Obito had all the potential in the world. But he lacked any real experience. He knew he was a true beast of nature and a power house. But he still had much to learn before he was ready to juggernaut a war. Raising to his paw, he would come to his full height. It was a bold notion that he was about to make. But he was a loner still. He had every reason to make it. "Prove to me your worth is more than just birth right. And I you can fashion me into what ever nature of weapon you desire, Malkia. We will speak later." And with that, he would lower himself back to his seat.