ardent

there's a fog from the past {samael}



Samael

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
96
player
Asena
08-29-2017, 09:47 PM


His life had become a cycle of eat, sleep, track, and stalk. As creepy as that sounded though Sam found it to be a relaxing thing. Gabe was likely well aware that he was being stalked but probably did his best to ignore Sam. After all Sam was the fallen one. The most recent trail had Gabe moving away from the deserts and then towards some other place. Probably was starving by now though honestly Sam was more than willing to hunt Gabe some fresh meat. As much as Gabe hated to be babied Sam wanted to do nothing else. He did figure Gabe secretly wanted to be dotted on like he was a female, Sam was completely willing to do so.

As he came up from his brother's backside he made no effort to hide himself from him. There was no need. His eyes ghosted over Gabe's backside and a smirk lit his lips for a second. Then he looked down to the rotting fish. Disgusting. He took no care towards the fact that this could potentially be Gabe's only meal if he failed to catch fish and quickly knocked it into the current. It was satisfying to watch the thing go down the river from them. Gabe wouldn't be eating that rot if Sam had any say in it. His eyes then returned to Gabe's form. The silence that he had recently taken up would not be broken unless Gabe did so.

He padded closer until he too was chest deep in the water, his toes curled into the silt beneath. He didn't need words to know Gabe would disapprove nor that Gabe hated him for some reason he couldn't fathom. He stood stock still and waited. A fish would eventually come to him. It was Gabe who had taught him this lesson in the first place. His ears perked and he focused on fishing their dinner out.

Walk, "Gabriel speaks", "Samael speaks", Think



As his brother and current stalking interest Gabriel is allowed in any of his threads regardless of tags. Also as the father of Leviathan, Sathanus, and Mammon Sam is allowed to pop into any of their threads as he sees fits regardless of how they are marked.