powerhouse

Enyo had particularly strong, deep rooted beliefs. one of them being that she was always right. a common trait these two had in themselves, but it would create friction from time to time- no doubt. Enyo replied soon then, spewing her usual teases before she said her more serious bits. assuring he did it all correctly in the end regarding his reasons for marrying such a vile woman. "tell that to the bitch." used for the term female dog versus profanity, Érebos felt no attachment there. he never truly loved her after all. but his sister's notions were just dead wrong sometimes. flattened ears, his offense was clear in the way his brows pressed. "Sad?" his lip curled, "I am resentful." she couldn't have read him more wrong, and his need to elaborate placed him in a slightly bitter than before mood. annoyed, if you will.
his tail whipped once as his gaze hardened ever so slightly, in a sense asking she watch her words. but she teases again, hitting him in his egotistical core. "remind me not to open up again..," he spoke, releasing a lowly growl that hummed from his girth. ears erect again, he glanced away to the horizon, fanning out his lingering aggression with a heaving sigh that flared out from his nostrils. "Alas, you're right in that. Widow is never to be trusted as an ally." he paused, understanding it all now. how could he missed the truth? where does this leave us? "it means we make enemies out the ones who make enemies out of us. " as different as they all were, the dunamis, Érebos had pure ingrained loyalty to the very blood that ran through Enyo's veins.. and the dunamis as a whole. nothing ever more important than their dynasty & their influence. "And you will do no such thing to identification. While she is faulted by her actions, she is pitiful. Rather, be vigilant of Widow and any who kneel before her." his voice was cold, cutting and stern. his left ear swiveling as his icy blue and chocolate brown eyes glanced back at Enyo's face, his angular maw turning to face her. "You will only ever attack those who are an actual danger to us. We will not waste our energies on the sheep." his teeth clicked as his maw closed.
slowly, he became like a stone inside. empty and hallow with the lack of emotionality: he was the recipe for a power hungry monster.



"Talking" - "Thinking"