New Blood

“I found him wandering around the westward dunes.” He explained." He had a woman’s scent on him, but it didn’t seem like he’d been with her for some time, and it wasn’t his mother’s.” He looked over his shoulder at the boy fondly. “His name is Astraios, I plan to keep take him on as my own.” He said softly, unable to help but wag the end of his tail with pure joy. “He is strong of will and body to have survived in the wastelands for so long, and I don’t doubt that he will make an excellent addition to Ruina.” He continued. “He came with me of his own free will with the promise that we teach him to kill” He placed emphasis on the word excitedly, the boy didn’t want to learn to hunt or how to fight, he wanted to crush his enemies, and ensure they never rose again. At least that was how Tyranis saw it. He supposed privately it could have merely been a pup’s delusions of grandeur, but he had been much younger than the blue eyed boy when he declared before Bass and all of Abaven that he would be Primo, and he had ultimately become something much greater.

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