09-06-2017, 04:20 PM
look what you made me do.
It had been a few days since Taiga had fallen. There had been no sign of the wolves that had plotted and planned against him, he hopes they drowned. Choking and swallowing on sea water, burning in the mouths of the mockery canines that had been created to guard the ruined lands. He has no intention of going back to Taiga, not now at least in it’s current state. Besides there’s a new plan afoot. Taken from the secret heart of the water mare. An unexpected twist, not much surprises him but then again.. Revenge brings out so much that lays dormant.
It’s hard to think of that now. Instead he is consumed by the way Thana had worried him. Worry, that wasn’t a feeling he was use to nor one he wanted. Feelings were weights and only some were useful. However he is fond of the two toned mare, the way she finds joy in the pain of others. The delicious magic she can wield and uses to please him. Never has there been a more willing and pleasing disciple. Her bloodthirstiness is not as all consuming as Deimos, she has a cunning and malicious streak in her that correlates much with his own. Does she desire the same as he? Does she hunger for knowledge and thirst for answers as much as he?
It is nothing like the relationship he had with Minette. She had been a pawn, a plaything. Something to manipulate and use to his liking. He had warped her feelings, pretended to love her. Only to get what he wanted. Thana was different, almost an equal. He keeps her close while also keeping his distance. She could be the end of him or his greatest success. It’s hard to tell, such early days.
There is something that needs to be satiated by her, so the wraith seeks the shadows. Hunts her down. ”Thana…” The whisper growl that leaks through the woods, seeking his bluebird with fangs.
It’s hard to think of that now. Instead he is consumed by the way Thana had worried him. Worry, that wasn’t a feeling he was use to nor one he wanted. Feelings were weights and only some were useful. However he is fond of the two toned mare, the way she finds joy in the pain of others. The delicious magic she can wield and uses to please him. Never has there been a more willing and pleasing disciple. Her bloodthirstiness is not as all consuming as Deimos, she has a cunning and malicious streak in her that correlates much with his own. Does she desire the same as he? Does she hunger for knowledge and thirst for answers as much as he?
It is nothing like the relationship he had with Minette. She had been a pawn, a plaything. Something to manipulate and use to his liking. He had warped her feelings, pretended to love her. Only to get what he wanted. Thana was different, almost an equal. He keeps her close while also keeping his distance. She could be the end of him or his greatest success. It’s hard to tell, such early days.
There is something that needs to be satiated by her, so the wraith seeks the shadows. Hunts her down. ”Thana…” The whisper growl that leaks through the woods, seeking his bluebird with fangs.
Gryffen