Take the Heartland

*Charon* · 07-23-2014, 11:18 AM

THROW MY FRIENDS DOWN IN THE DITCHES

before they even know what I've come here for

The large brute had been walking for miles since arriving in this land two weeks ago. He was slowly making his way toward the lands owned by the Olympus clan, stalking every scent he could find. Of course, he allowed himself to be a bit distracted along the way, picking fights and seducing females when it suited him. But today, one scent in particular was capturing his attention. His father. The older brute had left their home at the same time he had, but had probably practiced a lot more focus in getting to their destination. Still, his dark son had caught up with him.

Ebony head would hang between massive shoulders. Gold trimmed legs would move quickly through long fresh grass. He would find his father so they could regroup before heading to Olympus, each going by his own way. Plans of domination stirred in Charon's mind, and powerful jaws would part in a vicious grin. Pink tongue sliding across ivory fangs as he caught a glimpse of his father in the distance. Pace would quicken again, muscles and sinew rolling as he powered himself along. He was not fatigued at all, not even after these long days of traveling. This was something his body could handle. Jaws parted again as the man barked loudly, announcing his presence to Remus. Wait for me, father, he whispered in the confines of his mind. We have some things to talk about.

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