clean up crew

Érebos

he heard the call of wife- beckoning his attention and presence. stopping his current project, he went swiftly to find her down by the bent canyon. it smelt foreign and it made him on edge- eyes vigilant over widow as he trotted heavily above the terrain. closing their distance, he spoke with a stoic face, ears alert as he paused near her side. "Are we taking it over, Widow?" he asked, eyes scanning over her towards the horizon. it was large with a river flowing through. "Why does it remind me of insomnia?" he chuckled, missing it.

his binary eyes went back to widow, loyalty in the voids of his pupils. healed by now, from her doing. and their relationship that much stronger. "What do you need from me, Queen of hell?" he stood tall and dutiful. supportive of his wife, and pack. hoping to see others appear, he made mental note to check in with everyone. slack had to be picked up more & recruiting needed to happen. he'd bring up his intentions and ideas for it at a later time.

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clean up crew

Érebos