ardent

And the royals shed their skin for armor



Vereux

Somnium
Angel

age
6 Years
gender
Male
gems
99
size
Large
build
posts
340
player
Arian
05-19-2014, 10:49 PM




Curiosity still ran through his veins though, as his sister rubbed against him he welcomed the feeling, as well as watching her leave his side to look among the wreckage. Something noted to him that he was not used to subconsciously being aware of his surroundings more than usual, to make sure no one was coming for his sister. More or less the tilting of his head, naturally scanning the land had become a habit even by himself as if he were to practice with his lack of vision on some ends. Vereux stayed, perfectly still, adopting the expressionless feeling his Uncle etern had given off when he had been around him. His thoughts also wondered what happened to the blue man, was he perhaps training after his loss against Liberty? How must he have felt being a stranger to Isardis, Vereux knew his father only with a shred of light but pride was one thing this family held dear.
As he observed, his body became more intensely fidgety, he swayed slightly spreading his paws apart to balance himself more. How did wolves even stay in one place for so long? It was a habit he would have to create, standing still, he got the whole emotion thing down, but moving was a different story. Athena soon pulled some trinkets out of the scrap, two of which reminded him of the ones his father had. Was this what she was looking for, something of a family tradition with these little human things marked with gold color ever so fabulously.
Soon she approached him, with a chain collar made of gold. His head lowered ears pulling against the back of his skull as it slipped onto him. The feeling of cold metal made him shiver slightly, but it was almost the most amazing feeling in the world. A present for him, by his sister, this finally made him feel like he was an Armada. That he was indeed part of the royal family he had long since assumed they were no longer apart of as soon as their mother betrayed Glaciem. Now, he was refreshed, anew, a prince and a knight once more and someone his family could depend on.
"Fitting I guess, it's a nice touch." he said curiously, before raising his head and catching the eyes of his sister. His eye softened as well as his gaze as he smirked lightly. "I finally fit into the Armada's." he chuckled lightly.


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