A quiet evening

E R E B U S


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his arrival was sudden and new. boreas received him graciously; the air warm and vegetation plush under his dark paws. the trees stood high above him, making even his stature seem small and pathetic. yet it doesn't intimidate the bloke who trotted with a thunderous plow. a deliberate walk that was unyielding and insensitive to the newness around him. invading the territory without thought, trampling over the terrain with a heavy pant. there is unmistakable confidence in his every step.
he is not aimless with his travel-, he heeds the path of an inviting perfume. a female; stranger to him but by not much longer. foreign to this land, he sought to find direction to their localized packs & whatnot. perhaps more. moments pass & it's only then that he meets her from behind- yards away but finally in his anticipated view. his binary eyes focused on her figure as he came to close their distance had she not moved when noticing him. he aims to acquire a few feet between them before halting. his barrel chest then pausing from the heave of painting as his piercing gaze shoots across to her.
shamelessly, he looks her over. measuring her body and features with quiet lust. a pretty thing with a moderate height, wearing an array of autumn hues; reminding him of dying embers. looking at her face then, she wore a dazzling crown of antlers.. how interesting. erebos continued to dissected her some more, pondering of her origins. "Hello. I'm not from around here.." his voice was masculine and deep with hints of his greek accent bleeding through slightly. "I intend you no harm, gynaíka(woman)." his throaty voice echoed forth. standing tall with his eyes forward & unwavering, erebos watched her quietly.


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