Like A Flower In The Sun

*Sin* · 02-16-2014, 07:55 PM

Sin Armada

Summer. It was here, and Sin was that much closer to bringing forth the empire he had stored in the crevices of his mind. Glaciem had become nothing to him, and so the beast didn't care what happened there any longer. The white witch had taken Valhalla, changed its name to something unoriginal and disbanded the pack save for the spawn of the albino Rey. Poor children...stolen from their mother. Then again, he didn't put it past his father to do such a lowly act. Would sin have done it? Perhaps...but he would have given the children the choice upon the age of a year. Forcing others to do what you wanted would only lead them to defy you, and why conjure hatred in such a way? The beast could only laugh at the folly the king brought upon himself, he would fall one day...and that day would be soon.

The waters weren't as high or as strong today as usual, perhaps it was because summer would eventually bring a drought. But he did not care, he had places to get water. He had important places of secrecy to turn to instead of wasting his time in the north. He had plans, and they would happen. He didn't give a fuck about the pack anymore, after all, why should he? His so called father didn't care about him. Treat others as you wish to be treated...and frankly, he had treated the beast as If he were a criminal to not be trusted. So why should he give his loyalty? Hopes were too high for that, for Sin would not do such a thing with those who had such horrid manners.

Tainted paws reached the edge of the water, the summer heat bearing down on the white male. All senses remained on alert, and thus he would quench his insatiable thirst.

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