Birthright
02-16-2014, 09:59 PM
| Cormalin |
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Cormalin was cautious around his sister as he followed her across the sea, knowing that set to her shoulders from experience. He knew she wouldn?t lash out at him. But Luna forbid any enemy come near her at the moment. He cast a glance over his shoulder, tail lifting slightly in a slight wave as he noted his son, Surreal, and Obsidian. His eyes turned back to Erani, wondering what she was thinking. His head tilted slightly as she stopped, faced the island, and sent out a call that had him at her side in an instant, despite not being that far away. It was instinct. That call was authority. She had been trained for leadership in her early life, and those lessons clung to her now, and had shown throughout the time he?d known her. He watched his sister climb a rock pile, settling with her head held high, eyes still glazed with that fury that marked a female descended from Redwood Pack. He settled at the base of the pile, ears pressed forward, mismatched gold and blue eyes watching the jungle. |