It Was Written In Blood
09-26-2016, 03:27 PM
As she filled the space between them, he watched with a rare yet wide smile spreading across his features normally masked with anonymity toward the brain within. For his sister? He couldn't even hide a smile well enough to hide the yellow of his teeth, because he simply did not want to. He let his emotions soar, he let the feeling of her embrace overwhelm him and to her whine he let a reactionary, happy growl escape him. He licked the top of her snout and nuzzled her hard, greeting her with nothing but the love that had always remained a constant between them.
When she finally pulled away, he'd instinctively sought out her eyes so that he might read any means of communication she had to offer. The smile on her face, shake of her head, and paw to his chest was more than enough for the man to understand and that smile of his only seemed to grow stronger. His rubies shimmered, and if he'd been able to cry he just might've. The emotions that had run their course through his body over the past few weeks were overwhelming, and being around his sister put his world back into the motion of normality once again. He was no longer lost.
He outstretched the bulk of his neck in an effort to curl it around the nape of Eliana, his nose nuzzling up to the back of her ear and side of her face as he wrapped around her smaller figure. He tried not to hover, he knew she appreciated her space, but he also knew that the bond they shared was possibly the only exception to that. He lifted his skull and looked around the dead of the lands that surrounded them. He wanted to offer her a fresh kill and a warm place to sleep but he had neither of those, he wasn't even sure what he was doing with himself out here alone. Suddenly, however, his plan for day-to-day living started to form in that brain.
"It is so good to see you, and I know how hard it must have been for you to leave them but I understand fully why you did.. and.. I promise that together we can make it work out here. I must correct my mistakes, Lia. I must figure out how to control this thing inside of me, and how to recognize the appropriate time to unleash it. Now, enough about me- I can only imagine how quickly you traveled to catch up with me. Did you stop to eat at all?" The rumbling bass of his vocals was present even in these softly spoken whispers, concern filling most of their content while they fell on only her ears. He waited for her answer, but the shorter pelt the two carried often gave away the answer to that whether or not either of them liked the idea of it.
"We will not be able to hunt here, but I am sure we can find a place near by where we can. Up for a bear, or a cougar maybe?" His black lips pulled back into a teasing grin once again as he lowered his ears and narrowed his eyes slyly. She'd been there for both of those fights with him, though he knew what she thought of his tendencies toward recklessness.
"I am kidding. Let's find something to eat."
Disclaimer: Elias suffers from schizophrenia and occasionally has violent outbursts.
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