It Didn't Look Sharp
AW in the Armory
Bard
10-23-2022, 10:04 PM
The noise, the hustle of the Castle, all of it left Dread more than a little overwhelmed. There were simply so many things going on all the time, and the stone walls, stone floors, did little to dampen the sheer amount of noise that this many bodies produced. For as much as he preferred keeping his odd, careful watch over his siblings... the sentinel had enough. He needed quiet. He needed peace. It was so much easier to come by quiet in the Col, where he could find somewhere quiet among Halo's gardens to settle. In the Col he could have it both ways: watching over his siblings, and having his own space. He could do both. Here... well, within the Castle it seemed like that wouldn't be the case. Ugh. The boy slipped away from his siblings, from the family, in hopes of finding some peace. Some quiet. He'd be able to re-trace his steps and find his way back... right? At some point, maybe. Even as he paced the halls, it seemed that there was a recent scent trail nearly everywhere. One was more recent than some of the others, and Dread took a minute to process-- one of the other pups? Maybe he wasn't the only one to peel away from the group, to prefer being on his own. As he rounded the corner, Dread was struck by the very appearance of the armory. There were so many things, and they all seemed to glint and shine. There was also one of the pups from Briar's litter... their names, right, which one was that? It wasn't Dusk, who was much darker. "Talyssa," right, that was it, the recollection coming to him as he spoke. "Don't touch, you'll get cut." The words weren't the most eloquent, and maybe... maybe a bit more of a command than was particularly endearing. Still, it came from a good place, and Dread strode carefully forward through the armory without another thought. |
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