tidalwave

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Curiosity killed the cat. And yet, he came with speed and the utmost willingness to find out just what this was. He had come back to Valhalla and hadn't really gotten to do much of anything. So, this was going to be his metaphorical cup of tea. The serpent could feel his skin crawl with excitement as his eyes fell on Isardis. Chaos brewed well in his eyes and he loved the way it suited him. Still, as an Adravendi he must abhor him, non? What exactly was he doing? He had taken Glaciem and made it something else entirely. How intriguing. Syrinx waited in silence, but lo and behold here came the woman running in and ruining things. Ears rocked back against his head and his tail flickered in annoyance. Eos would never make such a despicable decision.

His paws carried him forward with the utmost swag elegance and the massive behemoth flicked his muzzle in Isardis's direction, "It is not that easy child, a superior must release you. Or allow you to be taken..." how intriguing would it be if Valhalla's leader, his sister, let a wolf slip right through her metaphorical fingers? Not that he wanted to see his sister fail, but he wanted to see if there was any strength in Valhalla anymore. Were it's threads strong and well sewn, or were they frayed and weakened? He hungered to see if they fell apart here: in the end.

"Speech!".