unlikely friends

É r e b o s .



she's an uninvited visitor, but he minds his tongue. assuming she held something of a decent rank that gave her the audacity to sit so closely near him and welcome him. yet still, he vibrated a slow growl, a rumbling deep within his throat that was meant for her to hear. a deliberate reminder that although their prisoner, erebos was of fragile temperament. these days, he was an inferno inside, a pit these insomniacs have never seen. with not just the muscle, he was well equipped with the intelligence needed to execute. medusa seemed aimless, tactless and impulsive.. she was an opportunity waiting to be usurped.
the large woman spoke some more, her voice taking him away form his silent ponders. handsome?. he knew better than to bite her bait, keeping her at an arms distance with an unfriendly glare that crashed into her own orbs. & to his spoiled surprise, she was beautiful, causing his eyes to break eye contact for only a second before returning to their harsh confrontation. her gold accents and rosettes were outlandish and new to him, frankly unexpected. "Wouldn't you like to know." he flashed a fang, displeased with the conversation as she nearly taunted his anger. he seats himself, bulk arms coming to sit relaxed at his sides. "What do they call you?" he sought her name before turning to look back at the herd of elk, face stoic of emotion as he purposefully left out the small talk.


"Talk" "Think"