NOT the Scorpion King

N/A · 05-02-2015, 09:58 AM

Things had grown quiet, so very quiet lately around Pantheon. Perhaps that was what first prompted him to leave the lands. He had taken the time to visit Philotes first, checking to make sure his little sister was doing alright before he left. Hercules had cheered her up though it seemed, thank goodness. Thanatos was grateful for his brother being so good with the little ones. If anything happened to the youngest Natios litter he wasn't sure what he would do. Especially with Helios seeming to be scarce these days. It was something that truly had the young man concerned.

What brought him out to the desert though he wasn't quite sure. The young man would breathe in the hot desert air, his tail moving slowly back and forth. Poe had chosen to stay behind today, and perhaps that was for the better. Who knew what dangers lurked out here? Or what wonders? Thanatos was one who did not mind flirting with death, his namesake, and the young man would move at an almost leisurely pace as he descended one of the dunes.

That was when he saw movement. At first he dismissed it as more sand, the other boy being more of a creamy tan than anything else. But then he took notice of the white, and the darker brown. Thanatos would pause, a frown on his face as he watched the energy of the other youth. Shaking his head he would slowly shift his position and make his way towards the other. He moved at a slow pace, his usual pace, and he would raise his voice, something uncommon for him, to call out to the other.

"You... lost?" He would ask, heading in the direction of the other young man still.

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

Table by:: Chrono

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