Times Like These
02-04-2014, 12:32 AM
The wraith made his course towards a place visited once before. He had met one that was of his blood, and heard many tales of the feats of a titan that seemed to reside here. Sin was ever curious as to who this man of greatness was, according to others that called him so. He did not know the full story, as his own father never cared to spend time with him to give him a run down or even so much as a story to tell him the "great" things he had done, no. Instead, he had to seek his answers elsewhere from the tongues of others. Which was all fine, he didn't care. As long as he got his damn answers for the pale beast was sick and tired of waiting on his father for them. He took matters into his own paws as of late, not bothering to so much as mention his plans to anyone at all. He would do what he pleased, and cast aside the ones that held him back and didn't acknowledge his prowess. It was an insult, for one to call himself a king and not act like it. A king and queen alike should always make time for those who wasted their time in following them, it was only common courtesy after all. Otherwise, how would they expect to keep their subjects loyal? The male shook his pelt free of the water that slicked his coat down. Bringing back to it's natural luster as amber gaze swept the landscape. He rather preferred to keep his presence from prying eyes of the uninvited, and so chose the moment to sweep his way upwards towards the cover of the trees. He walked along the edge, gaze staring out towards the mainland, though it was nothing more then just a blur on the horizon. "Speech" |
