keep your head UP nothing lasts forever
06-15-2013, 08:27 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-15-2013, 08:33 PM by Domovei.)
The stench of blood and adrenaline filled his nostrils. A woman's call echoed threatening across the land -- calling for Newt, his Master, wanting to fight her for the throne. For his home. With heed he began to make his way towards the gathering, silently hoping it wasn't true. Green eyes widened with disdain as he approached the duo. Alongside them stood Kaios and another, beginning the fight for his life. Unaffected, he returned his gaze to Newt, slinking in the shadows, preferring to stay unnoticed. The fragile life he had begun to grow accustomed to began to crumble as teeth met flesh, as blood begin to spill. His mind whirled, confusion and passion bubbling within his fragile chest. Suddenly he began to feel as though he would be thrown into the squabble, and surely he would crush beneath the fangs of Amenti's opposition. Teeth curled over stained fangs, a soft breath of words escaping his throat in a barely audible growl. "Res secundae," was all he could manage to mumble, before turning on his heels and beginning to run. The threat of Amenti falling into new hands was terrifying and infuriating. As he went, quickly abandoning the meeting, snarls and sounds of unrest began to erupt from his small form. He was far now, too far to be heard. Fury turned to dull paranoia, seeping into his core and refusing to leave; his journey would've been far quicker if he hadn't convinced himself he was being followed by a stranger. He was reminded of the woman Ashtoreth, the woman who had clearly been stalking him -- and how easily she had acted as though she was innocent. Early morning slowly faded into afternoon as his journey took him far from his home. Farther than he had meant to go, farther than he realized was possible to go in a short span of a few hours. The light dusting of snow on the earth turned to massive piles, colossal mountains that seemed to reach the clouds. The awed him, leaving him feel rather small and insecure. His eyes wandered upwards to the midday sun, marveling at the brilliant rays of light and how blinding the sun was as it reflected off the pure white snow. Before long, he came upon the scent of another. Hesitantly he crept forward, drawing himself closer to the vast expanse of nothingness before him. It took a long moment for him to realize it was a plain of ice -- no, a lake? At the opposite end stood a female, a stranger to him. "Vae," he mumbled with slight irritation, vivid emerald eyes sweeping over her from a far distance. He was in no mood to talk to anyone, his mind wondering what his Master was doing, wondering why his brother had not yet returned to him. He had yet to notice what lay beneath the lake. His eyes were pinned on her as he took a tentative step onto the frozen lake, claws scraping against the solid ice. "IntereĊ." His voice was small, even though he attempted to increase his volume, far more delicate than the strange expression that suddenly engulfed his features. Confusion -- hesitation -- and a slight curl of his lip that indicated he was ready to either fight or flee if she began to harass him. (hover for translation) |
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