Antarctic Symphony
Albion
Unarmed
02-03-2023, 10:32 AM
There wouldn’t be a day that Albion would deny his sister much of anything, a simple request and he followed her eastward and out of Elysium’s lands. Scylla was vague at best to the purpose or destination of their adventure, but that didn’t cause him to hesitate either. There had been too much time between the last time they had spent any time alone together. Forgetting their young childhood would never be a real possibility, not after they had suffered through the sickness of the long night together. Surviving the sickness had bound them together forever.
The journey was easy, neither wolf really keeping a heavy pace, they meandered over the eastern lands, traveling easy in the winter weather. Living so close to the North had changed the both of them, Albion’s sleek fur had filled out considerably. He was thankful for it as a freezing gust blew over the lands. With a glance to Scylla they were forced to bring their eyes to the sky. A great storm system was right on the heels of the sudden cold.
He didn’t think twice to follow her as she caught his attention and took them towards an overhang. Much like his sister, Albion had gained a blessing of enhanced sight after their trials during the glowing sickness. This would have to do with the time they had left. He barely got his hind end under the stone before the frozen precipitation began to fall behind them. Albion took a moment to watch the fierce weather, quickly realizing he wouldn’t be able to speak much with how loud and angry every collision with the earth was. Eventually he settled down with Scylla beside him. Huddling together and keeping each other warm as the storm raged. She put her head on his leg and despite the chaos beyond, he felt at peace there.
Then, as quickly as the storm had blown in, the storm disappeared. With only a few lingering pings and crashes silence suddenly overtook their senses. It was an experience that would not be easily recreated. As his sense of hearing was stunned so too would his sight as the light of the moon flooded the valley. It made the thick covering of ice instantly turned to brilliant diamond. Albion lost his breath the scene was so sudden and stunning, just as Scylla was taken aback at the scene before them.
She took the words right out of his mouth. This was a natural beauty meant just for them, while dangerous in its own right it felt like it belonged. Unlike the unnatural glow that had once taken over their world. Like juxtaposing their rough start in life to the heights that they had and could achieve. "Incredible,” He whispered back in awe as he lifted his form. Using his sharp claws to grip the sheer sheet of ice that covered every surface in refracted moonlight. He looked back to Scylla, inviting her out onto the surreal dancefloor.
"Albion Baskara Klien"
The journey was easy, neither wolf really keeping a heavy pace, they meandered over the eastern lands, traveling easy in the winter weather. Living so close to the North had changed the both of them, Albion’s sleek fur had filled out considerably. He was thankful for it as a freezing gust blew over the lands. With a glance to Scylla they were forced to bring their eyes to the sky. A great storm system was right on the heels of the sudden cold.
He didn’t think twice to follow her as she caught his attention and took them towards an overhang. Much like his sister, Albion had gained a blessing of enhanced sight after their trials during the glowing sickness. This would have to do with the time they had left. He barely got his hind end under the stone before the frozen precipitation began to fall behind them. Albion took a moment to watch the fierce weather, quickly realizing he wouldn’t be able to speak much with how loud and angry every collision with the earth was. Eventually he settled down with Scylla beside him. Huddling together and keeping each other warm as the storm raged. She put her head on his leg and despite the chaos beyond, he felt at peace there.
Then, as quickly as the storm had blown in, the storm disappeared. With only a few lingering pings and crashes silence suddenly overtook their senses. It was an experience that would not be easily recreated. As his sense of hearing was stunned so too would his sight as the light of the moon flooded the valley. It made the thick covering of ice instantly turned to brilliant diamond. Albion lost his breath the scene was so sudden and stunning, just as Scylla was taken aback at the scene before them.
She took the words right out of his mouth. This was a natural beauty meant just for them, while dangerous in its own right it felt like it belonged. Unlike the unnatural glow that had once taken over their world. Like juxtaposing their rough start in life to the heights that they had and could achieve. "Incredible,” He whispered back in awe as he lifted his form. Using his sharp claws to grip the sheer sheet of ice that covered every surface in refracted moonlight. He looked back to Scylla, inviting her out onto the surreal dancefloor.