mountains of gold

I am the conquerer, get out of my waY

his journey brought him far north. passing the market on the way back, he had been looking for a present for his soon-to-be wife with no avail. but before home he would stop for rest, closure to his paws that had been incredibly busy these days. star, then Alex- the dunamis were growing by the week. and he had much to do. but as he arrived, he spots them before he smelt them; an ashen figure that dare he say,- was familiar. slowly, he walked up to the pool with eyes fixated on them. ears flickering, Érebos sized them up before seeing their face in full view. "Viktor!" he barked, enthused with the surprise. "I have been waiting for you." he closed their gap, coming to sit next to them, his scrutiny put to rest by now. "How was the journey, brother?" he chuckled a hearty laugh.


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