Redemption Lies Plainly in Truth
Juggernaut
Professor
10-10-2023, 10:53 AM
Absinth had obeyed the command to remain in the Polar Sound for the time being. The intense encounter that had ended in her claiming loyalty to Sephiran was the most favorable outcome she could have predicted. Interacting with wolves like Seph was like playing with fire, but the fire is sentient and wants to kill you and fuck your corpse. She still needed to gain trust within the small group, that was paramount- then she would have a solid standing with them. It was rather exciting and she was very impatient, but all good things came with time. Right.
She had spent the time since wandering the Sound. Her scruff still pained her- the memory of Aresenn’s teeth a reminder that she’d probably deserved it. She had done far worse to him. Unfortunately. It tasted good though. It was the price of her life - that small pound of flesh. She hoped to pay him back one day. Absinth didn’t like owing anyone favors.
So after gathering her thoughts of her future plans she set out to see if she couldn’t find the red boy somewhere within the area. She was his charge now, but he did not babysit her which she was pleased with. She did not need a keeper- but she did want to pick his brain about Sephiran and the reason why Aresenn was following the purple boy. It hadn’t taken too long for her to locate a trail and follow it through the quiet Sound. He smelled of blood and herbs, her doing and Seph’s charity to ensure he’d still be of use. She did not know their relationship well, or if they were truly friends or just using each other for… what?
Absinth’s approach was not stealthy. She wanted Aresenn to know she was coming and when she was within talking distance she rumbled a greeting before peering curiously at the vermillion boy. “On the hunt?” The monochromatic fae drew closer, eyeing his injury with a twitching lip.
“Sorry about the shoulder. To be fair, it was life or death; but damn I didn’t realize I’d bitten off so much.” She supposed it was too little too late to be apologizing now, but it was still worth something. If he’d been an enemy she would not have cared whatsoever. Emeralds moved from his shoulder to his eyes as she came to a stop before him- wondering if he was holding a grudge.
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She had spent the time since wandering the Sound. Her scruff still pained her- the memory of Aresenn’s teeth a reminder that she’d probably deserved it. She had done far worse to him. Unfortunately. It tasted good though. It was the price of her life - that small pound of flesh. She hoped to pay him back one day. Absinth didn’t like owing anyone favors.
So after gathering her thoughts of her future plans she set out to see if she couldn’t find the red boy somewhere within the area. She was his charge now, but he did not babysit her which she was pleased with. She did not need a keeper- but she did want to pick his brain about Sephiran and the reason why Aresenn was following the purple boy. It hadn’t taken too long for her to locate a trail and follow it through the quiet Sound. He smelled of blood and herbs, her doing and Seph’s charity to ensure he’d still be of use. She did not know their relationship well, or if they were truly friends or just using each other for… what?
Absinth’s approach was not stealthy. She wanted Aresenn to know she was coming and when she was within talking distance she rumbled a greeting before peering curiously at the vermillion boy. “On the hunt?” The monochromatic fae drew closer, eyeing his injury with a twitching lip.
“Sorry about the shoulder. To be fair, it was life or death; but damn I didn’t realize I’d bitten off so much.” She supposed it was too little too late to be apologizing now, but it was still worth something. If he’d been an enemy she would not have cared whatsoever. Emeralds moved from his shoulder to his eyes as she came to a stop before him- wondering if he was holding a grudge.
