Where a God roams. [Derecho]
Slowly the creamy colored god walked out into the water and looked out at the fading sun. In his own little why he would send a pray like this off every day wishing with all his heart that his brother would hear it even from so far away. Slowly Horus let out an eerie yet sorrowful howl that was so sweet it almost sounded sickly to the ears. His head tilted back as he let his emotions out in a way only he felt he could. His ears pulling forward, straining to hear any answer or voice that dared join him.
After a moment he let his voice die out and let his head fall. To his surprise the water around his paws became a dazzling display of color. Red and orange dancing around his paws like fireflies and with the sun coming from in front of him.. The sight was that of a beautiful, thin, but regal looking god in the middle of mourning for a lost family member.
Any and all of Horus' family is welcome in his threads. Even extended family.
You don't gain a single thing from misery.
Take it from me.
FLY LIKE PAPER
Someone was singing. The delicate girl dared come closer, lanky bodice slinking through the growing shadows. Night was her time, she was hidden and safe in the dark. The late night animals were about, and she somehow found them easier to catch. Not that she was all that successful. Rosy gaze would narrow, watching the wolf in the water. A big one, but mostly skin and bones- just like she was. Testing the air, it appeared that this one was male. The dying light caught the fibres of his pallid coat, and turned him to gold. Pretty.
As the light died, the water came to life. Swirling brilliance engulfed the male, slithering around his ankles. Slinking closer, the sand worked its way between her toes. Long shadows were cast down the beach, and she tried to stay near them. It felt safer, somehow. The young wolf maintained a fairly large distance, keeping an eye on the stranger. Why had he sang his song? He had sounded sad. Now, the way he was staring out at Boreas, she wondered why he was here. Obviously he wasn't interested in being here.
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It was then while his head was down that the paws in the sand caught his attention. Like the regal son he was supposed to be Horus lifted his head slowly. His almost golden stare caught on the maroon eyes of the new wolf. His shoulders flaired and tensed up in a challenging fashion even though this wolf didn't look threatening. His tail however remained relaxed in case this was a female. No use in scaring the cute thing away was it?
His voice came out with a taste of masculine but mostly weak and kind. "You are in the presence of a god. What is it you wish for? What is the desire of your heart?" He cooed and took a few steps toward the wolf.The water around his paws rippled with new life causing the colors to change to a yellowish green until he came to a stop. Now he could smell it was female, she wasn't quite exciting to the eyes but greed was a blind emotion.
Any and all of Horus' family is welcome in his threads. Even extended family.
You don't gain a single thing from misery.
Take it from me.
FLY LIKE PAPER
Shit, he had been paying attention. Slow and aloof, the pale man canted his head in her direction. Tail drooping between her thighs, she remained still. Far enough away to run if she needed to, but not so far as to be out of earshot. When his shoulders straightened, swelled with bravado and arrogance, she thought about leaving. "You are in the presence of a god. What is it you wish for? What is the desire of your heart?" His voice was not booming, but still too sickly sweet. Now, the god schtick was familiar. The locals around here seemed to believe themselves to be deities.
Pale crimson optics would shutter, lids dropping to narrow her gaze. He stepped closer. The shade matched each one of his forthcoming strides for one of her own, backpedalling to retain her bubble of safety. Hell no. This guy wasn't getting any closer than he already was- not with that attitude. "I don't want anything from you, weirdo." She snapped in reply, ever defensive. Auds tipped back warily, gaze roving the area in search of an escape route. It paid to be careful in these parts.
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