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I COULD LIFT YOU UP



Ares 1

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09-29-2013, 01:28 PM




He was growing, that was a fact that could not be contested. He had almost reached his full height, though it was still incredibly obvious that he was not full grown. He hated it too, no one would look at him with the proper respect he deserved, though recently he wasn't sure anyone should respect him. After the fall of his mother everything seemed to change. No one would give him a second look. It didn't help that his sister had proved herself stronger than he, so now what seemed to be left was quite the broken shell. The only one to have seen it though was Devya. He did his best to hide the broken pieces to withhold all of the turmoil that threatened to burst from within him.
Devya had seen it disappear, she had chased the bad feelings as far as he wanted them to go, and yet he felt so wrong when he thought of her. Everything his mother had done programmed him to feel opposite of how he did with her. She was his forbidden fruit, and to see her was to be in disobedience of his mother. But did she still deserve the devotion he once had given her? She had failed him as well as herself when she had lost their home. Failure was not an option to Ares.
He found his paws tracing their steps to where unconsciously he would find Morphine. Her call had alerted him to her demanding presence. She wished to speak to him, after all the time she had spent in her own world she wished conference with the boy. She had left him alone and with out comfort, he could already feel his heart straying from her domain. Was she still worthy of his worship? Or was it time to move on and decide his own fate? Pale form would find itself twenty yards from his mother, his lavender gaze taking in her broken form. She seemed more at peace sitting by the water than he had ever saw her before. What would she have in store for him? He would slowly bridge the gap between them, his movement unsure as he found himself sitting next to her own bleached form. Hello, mother. the words were emotionless as he greeted the she wolf who birthed him.





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