And the royals shed their skin for armor
05-19-2014, 10:43 PM
The sun was only just over the mountains in the distance, giving off it's usual blue purple light of the early morning. The air being cool and crisp, despite them being so far from the north. As long as it had taken for them to get here, Vereux found himself in a position of enjoyment. His personality changed, as it always did, and shaped into something that had a better grip of fabrication on the world and the world of the others around him. The lean boy was working on gaining muscle on himself, that obvious note from the various cuts in his fur. The hairs were split, from twigs and other things pulling through them, and in which he ignored the cry to go to the healers. That and luckily some of the lessons payed off and he knew enough of the simple herbs to save himself from pain that only reminded him that he needed to shed his weakness and uselessness. his soft white paws would step on the edge of the scrapyard, head turning to make sure his sister was behind him. The world was revolved around her now and her supremacy, no one would tear them down and to make sure of that they had to get stronger forever. Of course his movement would comply with the fact he was missing an eye, something he had gotten used to over the season he had it. They would need to return home soon, but since his Queen had wanted him to come with her he did. All the more a reason to give himself a small bonding experience with his sister, for all his blood screamed for her protection now. Not only that but for the survival of Glaciem and the shambles that it had been left in, now that it was up to Athena and him to fix it. A long slate blue tail of his would flick to the side as he pondered what they were here for, she had stated that she wanted to give him something hadn't she? So what was it that she wished to give him in a scrapyard of a race that was not strong enough to survive unlike them. He stayed silent only raising himself so that his chest outstretched towards the land, waiting for something to happen or otherwise for his siblings to speak. Speech, |