Old habits die hard

Azure · 09-04-2020, 10:08 AM

Azure's conversation with his soon-to-be-Empress had been one of the hardest he'd had in his young life. He found himself wandering the woods that bordered his home, a brand new yearling with a million new problems and insecurities. Life had been so much easier back when he didn't need to care about anything or anyone, when he spoke without thought and shrugged off the threat of consequences. Now he had Hana, who in turn had Mortis, who had recently lost Malalia. The responsibility of being a good brother was almost harder then the responsibility to Venom, whom he'd sworn his loyalty to and who was now dangling a much bigger crown over his head that he had ever considered.

It had been seasons since he'd let himself go in the way the sadist inside had demanded of him, and whether he gravitated towards the prey-rich woods for that reason or another the end result had been the same. In his massive paws lay an elk cow, her back legs shattered and her face bound with thick rope to a nearby tree. Occasionally a burst of adrenaline-provided energy overcame her and she flailed beneath him, so Az merely held her steady with his powerful forelegs until she submitted beneath him and awaited death. During the quiet periods he ran his long claws along her, tearing through the flesh and drinking in her pain and fear. Soon she would succumb to death, and Az would lose his precious distraction. He heaved a sigh, drained of his own energy as he punctured a claw through her hide and twisted it. This wasn't as much fun as he'd remembered.

"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."

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