Break It & Burn

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they were returning to Valhalla, his family, and his mate, Eos. It was true to say no one in Valhalla knew they had chosen the road they were on, and so he hoped that it would at least bring good news to them. After all, it was six extra members they were gathering, one should think a Queen or King happy for such an addition, especially a family produced of such high caliber genetics. Their children would be nurtured into young king's and queen. Syrinx would expect no less. Eos, and himself, in tow with their children, all females, who would have thought, arrived on the Valhallan borders, and though he expected natural curiosity from his children, he presented them with silence, merely stepping before the borders, kneeling to take scent, and showing them the process. Showing them that as one reached the borders it was only proper protocol to call for the lead of the land- in this case their Aunt. A long drawn howl would rumble from the lips of the site, his tail lashed in untamed dominance. Yes, they were indeed returning to a world he should have been leading, and though it was true to say Chrysanthe was a leader above him in hierarchy, he had never been one to play the subservient role and was unsure he could play the part even beside his sister. He knew that the gut-wrenching feeling would most likely return to Eos as she came back to Valhalla, as it had only bad memories for her, and she had broken ties with it to feel nothing, but regardless of it's sentiment, or lack thereof, to her, he had said they would only stay until their brood had grown into true Adravendi. It was all he expected. No more. No less.

"Speech!".