♚ÉREBOS DUNAMIS

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traveling took it's subtle toll, but Érebos was not inclined to show this. the bulky male moved ahead of starchild, mindful to avoid unnecessarily touching her whilst in his brisk gallop. in a sense, Érebos was proud she held such a condition. quite literally making starchild untouched-, in tact and refined to it's natural state at all times. like a beautiful statue you could never touch, for only the eyes were permitted such a blessing.

as they grew finally near, Érebos would guide her into insomnia past the stakes of beheaded wolves. the pack scent was heavy, with many dunamis waiting to greet star. he glances at her then, turning towards her after briefly pausing, "Welcome to your new home, for now." his tail whipped as he continued forward only after she came to walk alongside him now. "We can do a tour later. For now, help yourself to a meal and a bath." he offered, leaving the choice up to her. it was nearly sundown, shady but still hot.


Speech ─ Think

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Star loped alongside her cousin, content to be silent as they moved. There would be time for talking later, but it wasn't necessary. The Dunamis fae was quite comfortable in silence. Words didn't always need to fill the void, though some people believed this was the case. If Erebos wanted to speak, she would do so. If he wished to move in silence, that was fine with her. The scent of wolves, the constant coming and going, was becoming thicker on the air. There was another underlying stench that she couldn't quite discern until they came to the border of Insomnia. Starchild noted the heads on pikes and the corner of her lip lifted, nose wrinkling slightly. This wasn't to her tastes, but this also wasn't her land. It wasn't her homeland either. Star liked to believe that her clan was well above the rest of the world. It looked as though she was about to be thrust into a den of heathens. Once they were over the border and into Insomnia territory, Erebos spoke. He told her that this was her new home and the woman lifted a dark brow in amusement. They both knew that this was far from home, but they would make due as they always did. He then offered for her to bathe and eat and the lithe fae gave her delicate skull a shake in the negative. "I'd like to meet whomever I'm expected to be ranked beneath," she informed him in soft, mellifluous tones. If she was supposed to show deference to someone, she at least wanted to know what in the hell they looked like. "Starchild"

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as atticus was wandering the territory of insomnia, his brothers scent was thick upon the wind a wave of the brutes tail waved behind his mass. this white frame moved with complete elegance across the terrain. soon another familiar face and figure caught his attention. a smile curving the corners of his lips. star was always a elegant sight to see, carrying herself beautifully. "welcome star - hope the journey seen you well." atticus was always more gentle and regal than some of the others but in a way star seemed to always out do herself. a glance to erebos and a firm dip of his own cranium. "i would be honored to show her around, if the lady would allow."

"Speech!"