Black & Blue

Carrying a mouth full of sinew, Sephiran made his way out of the forest and toward the cavern where he stowed his toys. Only a day had passed since his last encounter with Aurelia, and he was certain she was still unable to escape given the condition of her leg. Flying above him, his falcon carried a bundle of herbs he would use to redress her wounds. He may have inflicted all of the damage, but Sephiran was no idiot - if he didn’t tend to them, infection would set it, and nature would steal her away from him. It may have irritated him to complete such mundane work... but he wouldn’t allow the latter.

After walking into the entrance, he stooped to allow his eyes to adjust to the darkness. “Aurelia,” He said, lips contorting into a sneer as he peered into the back of the den, where she was laid up against the wall. “I’m home.” It was a mockery his father had said several times when arriving back to their den, just to ensue fear in his playthings. He became more like his father every day. Sauntering over to her, he threw the mangled rabbit leg in front of her and took a seat beside her. The falcon brought him the herbs and hopped away to give him space. “Going to retaliate again?” He questioned, though it came out as a threat more than anything.

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