Walk awhile

Sirius · (This post was last modified: 05-20-2020, 02:39 AM by Sirius.)

Sirius Fatalis

The sun had just hit the lowest point of the horizon, when he went seeking his would-be-Reaper. As the light began to darken, color seeped across the sky, bright as the wildflowers that sometimes grew below the obelisk that sat in the center of the Armada. There were no wildflowers now, with winters touch well spread across a white-laced world. There was no frost across the white sand of their training beach, only barren earth, and hardy growth that stuck up in tufts between mounds of sand. Places that made up the bank between plains and beach.

It was no surprise that he found her here, and the evening made a nice change to the early mornings in which he usually sought her. There was a touch of a smile to his dark muzzle as he watched her training. That moment of intensity before she knew she was observed. All of his reapers worked hard for the rank, but it was quickly becoming obvious that Malalia worked the hardest. She put in the time, the sweat, the pain. She did not falter between the hardest tasks he set her. She was his Phoenix, and she was rising.

He felt nothing but pride as he watched her, and when her eyes met his, and she stilled, he grinned. The expression as free as anything he might give zee, Io, Deathbelle. An expression for family. "Malalia, would you walk with me?" He asked of her, coming closer now that he had already disturbed her practicing. The light was almost gone, and the tones of roses and reds and autumns-fall breached out across the sky. "I wish a word, if you have the time"

"Speech"

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