Doc can you help me out?

♚ÉREBOS DUNAMIS

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he hoped she'd learn to grow, to mature in ways he did. but wasn't it love that made him tolerate her anyways? "Then adapt. Your body is not immortal." he said, eyes looking at her wounds still. she may of not taken a no for answer, but neither would he. a power struggle Érebos ultimately would not play in regards to his sister, or anyone he was responsible for. not going forward. with his children coming in soon, a whole new leaf for Érebos was underway. his mindset changing and churning with a sense of purpose enveloping his future. logic was his guide. "You will sit and heal, if your doctor tells you to. As for salt drying your wounds, its exactly what it needs." it was simple, easy advice. if enyo would defy him even in the simplest moments, she was still not fit for what he had in mind for her. his plans elusive and hidden till the right moment came along. she was rejection in the flesh-, against all forms of authority and it left a distaste in his mouth. his watchful gaze catching the restrain she struggled to keep. like a brimming fire that knew no end. "Enyo.." he sighed, weary of her as his eyes finally landed back on own familiar blues. "I am lenient with you most. Because I love you. But with this, I cannot be." because I love you-, it was a new thing to hear: sibling to sibling, but it had to be said. he shuffled his weight, his eyes becoming hardened as his demeanor pronounced with weighted down energy. "The bandages can be removed after another salt bath. It looks better, but only slowing down will heal the rest." he had no doubt she'd just plunge herself back into trouble again.. and while it was their way, he hoped there was more for the dunamis clan. regal and controlled, Érebos knew when to fight like no tomorrow and when to lay down to live another day.


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