Power Trip

*Neios* · (This post was last modified: 04-09-2014, 06:17 PM by Neios.)

The mammoth sized teenager would hastily weave through the forest, his ebony audits perked forward, his arid toungue hanging lazily out his mouth, and his nostrils quivering madly as he perused his masters alluring beckon. He had not seen Cataleya since his spar with the blasted wench he had been commanded to battle in order to receive his rank, making him all the more eager to reach the woman as quickly as possible. By the time he reaches the group he is not the first to arrive as he had thought, but instead is second to last. Everyone appeared to be here except for his eldest brother, Basilisk, who had been tardy to the last meeting as well. A sneer would crease his lips as his massive frame slunk toward the earth, and he would weave through the crowd like a snake as he seemed to slither toward his monarch. Upon reaching her he aims to approach her right side and circle her completely before coming to a halt on her left side. His frigid amethyst gaze would glance from face to face, his hackles slightly raising as his gaze fell upon the ash colored man(Kylar). He had only met the man once, and he had mentioned Jupiter, the woman who was responsible for his fathers untimely death. Neios already despised him. He would glare daggers at the man before glancing toward the stern coral gaze of Cataleya, his ears perked as he fervently awaited her commands.

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