Eye of the Storm

(Note: he is over the border. Do as you please)

Arcus had always felt. He was always quite close to his emotion, but unlike his energetic brother he tended to hold onto it, to dwell. Everything spun in his mind, over and over and over again. Every word, every feeling, every sleepless night alone. He remembered it all, and it swirled around his mind, echoing endlessly. He felt it all, all the anger he had held onto, all the sorrow. The embarrassment turned rage from the way he just broke infront of his elder brother. He felt it all, and in him grew a storm he was sure would consume him, would eat him alive and toss away the shell of what he was. He would perish to his storm, he knew that, he understood that.

And it terrified him.

So he fled, he bolted from Donostrea like he had so many times. He moved as quick as he could, his paws barely touching the earth beneath him as he pushed through the territories. Pest could barely keep up, his wings flapping hard as he soared after Arcus. It was like hellfire was at his heels, pushing him more and more. He had to see her, right now, he had to see her. She was the only one that could calm his storm, could save him from everything he felt. Just seeing her light, her purity would push the winds at bay for a while. Shaye, shaye..he had to see her. He barely blinked as he crossed what he knew would be the scent marker, not caring what he would meet on the other side. Let the alpha strike him down, at least then he wouldn't lose himself to the storm. Let him die by trespassing, at least he would know he wouldn't become something dangerous then. He had to see her before he lost himself. Shaye, he had to see her.

"Burn Baby Burn"