Paradise Awaits
Phenex fell into step beside his elder sister, only a pace behind so as to show her respect and allow her to lead the way. They angled their bodies south; a move expected by the male. She had said that Amon had travelled towards the warmer winds. Phenex was no stranger to the winter - none of the Abraxas were, their homelands had brutal winters - but he was no fonder of the freezing temperatures then the next wolf. Warmth meant growth, growth meant prey, and prey meant food. Phenex was fond of the tender meat of young ungulates, it slid down his throat so much easier than the toughened meat of winter.
As Pyralis listed off names Phenex nodded and felt hot pride swell in his chest. The Abraxas were gathering. He knew it was meant to be, he could feel the winds shifting every so softly in their favor. As more of the demigod blood collected their fates would line up and they would finally be able to take over the mortal realm, as had been foretold.
Razi in particular was an interesting announcement. She was the same age as Phenex though she had been grown in a separate womb. The seed of their father had germinated them both but they had been raised almost entirely separate. What little he knew of her he approved, as he did the rest of their royal bloodline. She was quick witted and intelligent, far smarter than himself.
”Yes, lets,” he agreed with her easily. His goal was to get to Amon, after all. Why would he refuse?
”I took down a summer-fat turkey yesterday,” Phenex rumbled, licking his chops in memory of that sweet avian blood that tasted of nuts and insects, ”But I wouldn’t say no to another meal. What prey lay within these lands?” |
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