The Eagle And The Dove

He lay spread out on the eastern shore of the Estuary, vibrant red pelt a beacon of color against the pale sand. However, from aerial creatures and the sea, he had nothing to fear. He was massive, frame having reached mature height and weight. The rest of his maturity would come with age. He’d morphed from a pudgy oversized puppy to a dashing fellow, with his strong features and deep sapphire eyes. He was unaware of the fact that he looked damn good. He was more focused on his mother and her plans for Celestial, and the further plans regarding darker matters.

He had been the first to hear of them, as he would be the heir of Celestial, the Future; he would be Archangel someday, when his mother was ready to step down. Love was the furthest thing from his mind right now. But he did wonder where his friend had disappeared to. Ganja. Tiny, green, Ganja. He’d taken a trip or two to Nephilim Island, and hadn’t been able to find her; or anyone else, for that matter. Maybe she’d gone to look for her family?

The brawny Adravendi stretched, limbs extending, toes stretching apart, before he relaxed, sprawled out in a lump of brilliant red fur. Cinder was off taking advantage of the high bird population to help fill the caches.