Sharpen Your Blade

N/A · 02-22-2015, 07:57 AM

His aunt had said that soon she would hold a fight training, though, with the passing of his mother, and all the ordeals at the death match, things had been hard. Thanatos had no regrets -- he stood for what he had believed to be right, even if he carried the battle with him. Thanatos had never felt so alive, so full of energy and the will to fight. The scent of blood excited him, dancing with death lurking on the battlefield. It had been a sensation unlike any other, though he refused to let that thrill cloud his judgement, his state of being. The young man would make his way to where Phoebe had called from, his tail flicking slowly, lazily, back and forth, as he found himself caught in his head.

When he arrived he would find Hercules there. He had interacted with the other a bit as a pup, though he wouldn't call them extremely close. There was also one of Natalya's youngest already present. Mneme. Thany would come close to her, giving a small nod to Phoebe before sitting down beside the little one. "Hello there... Mnemosyne." The boy would speak in his usual slow tones, though his words were kind to the young femme.

"Listen to me talk," 'but read my thoughts.'

Table by:: Lolaf

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