unlikely friends

É r e b o s .



to say erebos was frustrated to be here against his will, was an understatement. bound to medusa's world at last, he found himself wasting no time to stir up trouble in whatever ways he could. certainly in ways that served him.. as he wasn't an aimless enemy by any means. but he proved stubborn with his resentments, ripe with fresh anger as he walked with a cold & hard gaze. he would take advantage of his stay here.
the land wasn't barren after all; in fact it held green grass & plenty prey. "And medusa couldn't spare a damn cub?" she ruminated in his mind- her offense playing over & over. he searched for an outlet, perhaps killing something would help in his pent up aggression. a release of some sort. thus, his binary gaze looked ahead, spotting some elk. he pauses from his previous walk then, his eyes assessing the scene as his dark ears swiveled atop his crown. "Hmm..." erebos's gaze hardened with discernment for a moment, glancing once at the darkening sky as the sun set.


"Talk" "Think"