Where Do Your Demons Hide?
10-21-2013, 05:29 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-21-2013, 05:31 AM by Bronze i.)
It was surprising that he had been summoned by his King. It was not at all news that he was growing old, and yet he had not yet begun to painful downfall that he knew would come soon. He still had strength left in his body yet, and he would not turn down a request from the ruler of the Kingdom that had effectively ensured that he and his family would flourish and remain safe and cared for. He was certain, if left to their own devices, that he and Silent would never have been able to have another litter -- there was no way. And this was his way of thanking him. After a solemn goodbye to his wife, he had slipped away with the other two taken from Seracia, Themisto and Pontifex, and they had begun to travel towards Valhalla. It was invigorating, being part of such an army -- his eyes swept over the various wolves that gathered as they approached the group. Children and adults alike, massive brutes and slender women, all ready to fight. It was with silence that Bronze crept forward, dipping his head to the one that they had traveled with -- the Queen's brother, Syrinx. Ears perkedd, ready to listen. Themisto introduced them, and so he found no need for words; instead he reclined slowly to his haunches, eyes focusing on Syrinx, ready to listen to what he had to say. It was still incredible he had been given such a prestigious position with Valhalla, enough to attempt to claim whoever he wished within this war -- and yet he would hold the position with humility and seriousness, knowing it was short-lived and that everything would be over soon enough. He could only hope he'd crawl out of this fight alive. |
