ardent

riverbank



Kyarst

Loner

age
2 Years
gender
Male
gems
391
size
Large
build
posts
337
player
02-17-2015, 09:18 PM
He had missed her stiffening, given his blind rage and hurt insides. He did, however, notice her bold steps forward, and he would meet her in the middle - bringing their distance to a mere few inches between the tips of their muzzles. “Feels like shit,” He would comment. He could feel her hot breath tickling his whiskers as she chastised their family for the divisions they had created. If he were feeling particularly honest he would have no choice but to agree with her. A moment passed, and he would remember those he had seen of their family. Drashiel, and Roman. The others, he knew not where they might be hiding. An Armada shouldn't hide, he surmised, but it seemed not all carried the banner of their family so proudly now that Isardis had gone. She pulled away from him, her ears flattening to her skull as she admitted she 'couldn't take it'. Couldn't take what? Reality? He snorted, the right half of his upper lip twitching idly. She went on, and he found his ears and tail lowering ever so slightly, a degree or two at best - but enough to notice. They fell back further as she noted she had left because she feared losing him. “You worried about losing me, so you left me..” He had nothing more to say, it made no sense to him - and yet made all the sense in the world. It was what he would have done in her same situation. He would rather inflict pain upon himself then give someone else the option to do the same. He twisted his features toward her upon her last comment, a final note of venom dripping from his maw. “Dammit Lysis, next time just say something.. you've always spoken your mind before.” She certainly had when it had been him who left her all alone.


“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.