I'm not sick, but I'm not well [epidemic meeting]
05-31-2014, 06:37 PM
His mother was sick. His father was sick. His brother was gone. He couldn't lose anyone. He wouldn't lose anyone. With determination the should-be prince of Glaciem strutted toward the sound of a meeting call. It was Athena, the newly named Heir. He knew she'd only gotten the title because she was already a year old, so he tried not to let it weigh down his spirit too much. Surely he would take it from under her when he was of age. After all, he was a pure Armada - the only pure Armada. The young man strode onto the scene, obvious worry on his features - but a certain sense of confidence was buried down deep. ?Eris, Liberty... Athena.? He eyed them each in turn, emerald gaze settling upon Athena. ?So, do we have a plan to save my family?? He knew the seriousness of this disease - how his mother had nearly attacked her own brother, how she had very assuredly lost her mind. He knew not his father's condition, but his main concern was on his mother. She had been there for him all of his life, a feat his father had yet to begin to accomplish. His questioning gaze remained firmly upon Athena. If she was going to act like she was in charge, she had better learn to answer questions. ?speak,? |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.
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