What is it you truly want?

♚ÉREBOS DUNAMIS

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his day would be the usual patrol and gathering herbs. he came from seeing his children recently and his departure was always hard. such a busy wolf, Érebos never stayed in one place too long. he trusted his relatives- leaving them all to their own devices, not wanting to babysit the adults. Érebos for one, enjoyed his solitary moments and he expected nothing less of the new comers: Kostas and his sister. what came to mind when the patriarch thought of them was not much at all; considering he only knew them generally. their faction had been more private, more elusive than other factions. coming to mandatory meetings and celebrations had been where Érebos saw these distant cousins most. and it gained Érebos' curiosity- intrigue even, as he pondered on them. were they just as trustworthy as the rest of the clan? he intended to find out.

but as the patriarch strolled beneath the reddish sky, his dual toned gaze found the sleek figure of Eudora dunamis. she appeared to be lounging, taking in the scenery all the same. so she liked good things then. he appreciated her pace, for one. "How are you liking Boreas so far? Any opinions of it?" he hoped enyo didn't paint too grim of a picture to these distant cousins.. but knowing enyo, she never did hold back her personal analysis. "It isn't as terrible as it sounds, Eudora. It's as of recent." he was speaking about the mysterious red sky and illness. he came slowly from behind her, strolling up to a peaceful halt next to her right side if she did not move. he slowly reclines into his own lay-, muscular arms coming to lower him comfortably on the grassy terrain. he glanced at her before turning his gaze to the horizon ahead. Érebos held unmistakable contentment when he was amongst his family.


Speech ─ Think