Violins & Blood

z e p h y r o s .


he was not happy to be pulled from his slumber. not happy with at all but he knew better than to ignore it. the muscular male then slowly hitched his body upwards from his previous lay. he yawned then, shaking his pelt free of debris and dust as he started on his way, padding to the patriarch as they did.

the large wolf neared in no time, his dual toned eyes finding the family gathered in a spacious room at the far end of the gorge. Zephyros sent a glance towards Érebos then quickly diverted his gaze to the ground to show submission- an act he knew his patriarch was looking for in the subtle moments inbetween interactions. zeph would then come to sit at outskirts of the group, offering not a word to anyone as he waited for the others to come. 'where the fuck were the rest?,' he thought, ear flickering to fan off his annoyance as his eyes darted around the room with blazing contempt.



"talk."