We Shall Rise
03-27-2019, 07:27 PM
Familiarity was a new sensation, although decidedly welcome. The glorious vixen from the caverns, who laid claim to shared bloodlines, she was summoning him. Gilded paws slipped easily over the landscape, muscles still sore from his fight. The short, violent altercation with the black widow in the swamps. Regardless of the pain that might radiate through his thighs and shoulders, he moved with fluid grace. Slicing through the distance like a sharpened blade, the male closed in on his sister. Mismatched gaze roved the landscape in search of her form, though he wondered if he could even recognize it yet- pick it out from a crowd. This place reeked of other wolves. Once the wraith spotted her, he slowed to an easy, meandering gait. Appraisal of her form, marred by fresh wounds. A soft hum of consideration bubbled up in his slender throat, brow quirked with intrigue. "You look like hell, Nephthys." he crooned absently, slowing to a stop a few feet away from her, daring not let his form recline upon the terra as she did so readily. There was a deviousness in her gaze, one he did not fully trust. "What is it you want from me?" straight to the point, without preamble. He did not care to have his time wasted, not when there was still so much to do. |
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