Cousin of mine
Pontifiex
Panic walked through the Shrine without a plan set, she was just too bored to agree with doing anything at all, and Fear her Cotton head snake didn't help. She could the quietest snake out there, she barely spoke unless she was forced by Panic and her annoying complaints. Both did get along but sometimes their attitudes crashed and that made the perfect storm. Luckily today, Fear was in a good mood so as the snake curled on Panic's neck, she was talking to the pup as she walked. "I am boreeedd, help.." She sighed looking to the skies, as she approached to the den sites. "Stop complaining, doing that wont change anything you know?" "I don't care Fear , I don't like being still and doing nothing. If I wanna be high as my mother I must work hard! But how??!" The viper rolled her eyes and decided to say no more and leave the wolf to fix herself. "speak" |
Ungainly limbs propelled the young boy into the snowy drifts, he'd finished up his afternoon prayers and had some free time until nightfall. Mauve marked form slipped through the trees in search of something to occupy his daylight time. Coal auds pivoted to catch the sound of someone speaking, and he turned on a heel to investigate. Wide two-toned gaze drank in the sight of a child not too much older than himself, and similar in colouring. She lacked the brilliant hues of he and most of his sisters, but that didn't necessarily mean anything. He drifted closer, hesitant to approach a stranger. Mother had told him that he was safe here, because his aunty controlled the lands, but he was still nervous. More so, once he noticed the strange creature hanging off the neck of the other pup. It was like Obi's tail, but it wasn't attached to the girl. What was this? Auds tipped back warily, the boy crept a few paces closer. "Hello," he said softly, attention drifting between the girl and her companion. He had to remind himself that the shrine was his home, his realm. He was special, there was divinity in his blood and this was his turf. "who're you?" he asked next, with a little more confidence in his gentle vocals. He flexed his toes in the snow, feeling the soft earth underneath against his pawpads. Thin banner swept a few times across his heels, and he made sure to hold himself with the confidence his mother had reminded him to display. Head high, shoulders back, for he was descended from greatness and would revive that grandeur as he grew. "talking" thinking actions |
Panic was too focused in her talk to her snake that she lost awareness of her surroundings. And as she still couldn't get an idea of what to do today and in her future, she was slowly feeling frustrated, impatient. She couldn't wait to be assigned a mentor, someone to get her to where she wanted to be, but could she wait anymore? Probably not but she would give the effort to wait. But not for long. As annoyed sighs escaped her mouth she looked around, seeing no one at first until the shape of a smaller pup came to view and soon they approached her way. Rising her head to look important, inflating her chest like if she was the best person in the world. Or at least in her mind, she was. "Hello! I am Panic Phantom Klein! Daughter to Hela Klein and cousin to the empress. Who are you?" Little she knew he was a cosiin of hers. "Wanna play???" No one was too young for her to play with, and she hopped the younger pup would accept, hopefully she could use him to erase her boredom. "speak" |
The other child seemed to mirror his posture readily, holding herself with confidence and self assurance. Almost immediately, she seemed keen to delve into introductions. "Hello! I am Panic Phantom Klein! Daughter to Hela Klein and cousin to the empress. Who are you?" she all but demanded, and he hesitated for only the briefest moment. Cousin of the Empress? Ah, so she was.. family. He wasn't sure how, specifically, but the Empress was his aunt, and thus he was sure that tied them all together well enough. "Pontifex Abraxas," he declared, though his voice didn't rise with the same gusto that hers did. He wasn't keen on raising his voice, and preferred to keep it at or below a typical speaking volume. "my mother is the Omikuji." he added, if only to match her own declaration of heritage. Though, there wasn't much time for him to attempt to add anything else to his response. Eagerly, his cousin spoke up again "Wanna play???" she asked. The boy looked about, searching for something that might spark an idea in his mind. What were they going to play? Two-toned optics drifted to the snow underfoot, and his own mismatched forepaws. "I know a game, if you want to play." he offered, though he didn't look up to see if she was interested. Slowly, carefully, he dragged a toe through the thin layer of snow before him, forming a three by three grid on the ground in front of him. "We take turns drawing our shapes, and you have to get three in a row to win, but the other wolf can block you with one of their shapes too." he explained carefully, vocals soft and lilting. He had played it a few times with his sisters, and he was comfortable with the rules enough to try and teach someone else if they didn't know. Now, he glanced up to see what the girl might think of his idea. "speech" |