he got lost on which route led to where. coming back from the prominence, zeph was on the way home to relay a message to medusa about it all. but how on earth did he get lost on the way? not sleeping in insomnia since they joined, he didn't have a clear idea of how to get there. so many lands squished in between, his nose was in for a ride. after half an hour of pacing, his nose to the ground, zephyros gave up for the time being- frustration seething off his form like sizzled oil. the blazing sun beamed on his dark piebald coat, his enormous body guiding him towards a pool he saw in the near distance now.
after some moments of trotting, the panting brute slowed himself to gather a much needed drink. exhausted, zeph sat and contemplated joining the water. evening, it was bound to get dark soon.


"talk" - "think"

table by scarlet, art by alo

Heard you got a heart,

The grey lady was still learning her way around, spending her time getting acquainted with the west side of Boreas. It was rather beautiful but dry and warm. She found herself looking for sanctuary from the heat that still seemed to bore down on them on the wise side. The Greek woman stretched out as her eyes took in the sights of an oasis, a gentle smile spreading on her lips as she trotted on over. The setting sun offered some sanctuary from the sweltering heat, and for that she was glad. Her ears perked excitedly as she approached, and then her eyes landed on a rather bulky form. They were tall and dark and had her curiosity piqued. So she approached, head tilted down slightly to get a better look at the stranger's face, eyes tracing the scars that marked them. The masculine smell of man invades her nostrils as she offers a sweet smile to the stranger before speaking.

"Hello! My name is Irenea, who might you be, stranger?" Her voice was ever so sweet as she waited for the stranger to regard her, her eyes trailing over his form for the briefest of moments. He was muscular, strong, and much larger than she. She could not deny that he was somewhat of a looker, but in the end, did that matter too much to her? Not really.

"speech"

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ooc: set after two weeks from the worm thread zephyros participated in. his leg is presumed to be sore and freshly unwrapped by Érebos, his brother and family doctor.

z e p h y r o s .

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finally, night rolls in. the cool air lessens in humidity, and upon the moon's visit, a grey dame came into view much too late for him to oppose. a girl-, cheery and as young as him.. asking his name. too close for comfort, zeph lifted his large body and stood tall. his eyes gleamed at her, looking her over with pinched brows & nothing but judgment. unfriendly. "leaving." he flared his inky nares, his ears swiveling as he remained vigilant. zephyros had no interest in friends let alone company.. but as the enormous brute turned to head back, he fucking falls. a sharp rock hitting his previously injured foot was enough to send him stumbling down, flat on his belly. yet impressively, he chokes back a whine from escaping his maw. angrier than before, he growls whilst turning his head to look back at the female behind him. "Leave me be." he flashed a pearly white fang her way, a warning as he continued to release guttural growls that rumbled deep from his within his wide chest.

red eyes glaring at her as his face crinkled by the snout, his lips curling. slowly, he attempted to gather himself up. bringing his large forearms to lift him off the sand, the large male grunted & winced in pain. then quickly, he peered down at his right foot to see blood spilling out his paw pad. "γαμώ(fuck).." he hissed lowly. he could already hear his brother bitching.


"talk."

Art by Nelsa/ Made for Alo by Skelle !

Heard you got a heart,

Irenea flicks her ear back as the man stands straight, her head lifting. She looks up at him with a smile unphased by the expression on the man's face. Then he spoke only one word and her brows furrowed briefly, followed by a single thought on why he could possibly be leaving so quick, and then as her eyes followed the black mass he falls. And a sputtering breath is exhaled through her nares as she watches him, before approaching slowly. He is a growling mess as he demands her to leave, and she rolls her eyes at him.

"You're hurt, let me help." She says gently as she continues her approach, her body language is nothing but gentle as she moves closer. She paid no mind to the warnings he released, she wouldn't let someone push her away when they needed help. As he stood, she moved to stand in front of him, eyes trailing down to see the injury on his paw. For a second she considered commenting on his usage of Greek before shrugging her shoulders just slightly.

Her considerably smaller grey paw reached forward, growing closer but not quite touching him as her head turned up to look at him. Bright blue eyes meeting his deep red ones, "Please? You can leave afterward, but at least let me patch up your paw for you." She continued as she moved to grab his paw, wanting to inspect the injury closer and how best to proceed with it. Then her eyes trailed back up his form to meet his again, "You don't have to share your name but mine is Irenea." She stated, voice soft as she looked up at him. Waiting very patiently to see if he allowed her to help him.

"speech"

let me see.

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z e p h y r o s .

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why did he have to fall? of all things, why here in front of a girl? he grumbled, upset at the whole thing. his ears flattened against his broad skull then as he begrudgingly listened to the female. her size different was even more so apparent when she dared to venture closer to him. did she not speak English? "είπα να γαμήσω(I said fuck off)." he snarled this time, his words spilling out his clenching teeth, jowls flexed. his hackles rose by then and again, he growled.

sooner of later, his defiance got old- the pain radiated more through his paws. he needed help and he knew that, but damn did he hate it. when she speaks on, she seemingly begs to help him. he sighed then, his eyes glancing about as if to check for others around. turning back to the slate babe, he slacked his strong shoulders down and said, "fine." but still, his gaze never softened on her. "Make it quick." he spat, purring with that same dangerous growl.

he reclined a bit back, letting her see his foot clearly. bleeding, a rock had stabbed through his paw pad. his eyes refused to look at her work then, rather turning to the ground as he waited for her to do her magic.

"talk."

Art by Nelsa/ Made for Alo by Skelle !

Heard you got a heart,

Irenea found herself ignoring his cussing although she rolled her eyes at him, looking at him curiously. But soon enough the brute relented, letting her inspect his wound. Her paw moved to cup his own, eyes trained upon it as she thought of the best course of action. Her head tilts up to inspect the eyes of the man, "This might hurt a little, I am sorry." her voice was soft, comforting as it was a genuine apology. She sat back onto her haunches as she balanced, bringing up her other paw to gingerly remove the remainder of the rock that had embedded itself in his paw. Once she got it free she was quick to apply pressure to the gash, making sure it stopped bleeding before removing the pressure from it.

Then she would stand nudging the stranger's shoulder gently, "Come now, it must be washed next." She prompts, offering her side for support to lean against so he doesn't have to walk on his bad paw. "I'm sorry you got hurt trying to leave, I didn't mean to be a bother." she'd offer softly, tilting her head just enough to look up at him from his side. She felt a little guilty for his injury, and she didn't wish to upset him more. So she would make sure he left feeling much better than before.

"speech"

let me see.

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