To hold me back is a silly thing,

É r e b o s


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he continued his journey a little past midday,- determined to waste no more time in finding shelter and food. his bulky figure moving with ease as massive paws carried him into the cavern mouths. the stench of others loud & clear yet he proceeds on in blank disregard. with his fleeting patience, erebos would not sit idly to be handed the things he desired.. let alone needed. breaking the norm of pack law and refusing the wait to be let in, erebos would gladly take. intending to hunt their foods and take their dens, raiding their pack lands for necessities. and so easily not caring who he ran into or the consequences of his casual invasion, erebos trampled on until his paw pads felt the cool earth. flaring his inky nostrils like a maddened bull, he sniffed the bleak airs. tasting & testing them as he blew out harshly in disapproval. it was a barren landscape but semi-fresh blood was in the air some ways away. with nothing but rocks further down his path as his surroundings began to darken; the natural light nearly absent as he ventured deeper inside the cavity only to find plenty twists & turns.

his every move became an echo & his trot was a thunderous one; inclining his monstrous size. a deliberate showcase for anyone who found him. unyielding, erebos did not want to hide. pressing forward with decisive footing, the goliath brute would soon come to a halt after finding a half eaten bear cub. the one he smelt before. metallic notes swarmed around & stung his nares as he stood over it now with a dispassionate glare. pings of disappointment filling him once more at the size of the carcass. barley a filling for the giant male that towered above it. but he was low on fuel and needed to replenish what was taken from his long journey. so with a huff, his large jowls parted to reveal sharp teeth that would sink into the partially skinned cub; easily crushing the slightly warm flesh with knocking sounds of his barbaric chewing. his ears were erect, swiveling atop his crown as he remained alert during his meal. claiming it for himself after someone clearly left it alone. a foolish move in the land of wolves.





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