06-21-2018, 05:24 PM
there was a heaven in youbut god there's a devil in me
She tells him the words he knows are the truth - whether they fall from her lips to rouse him with a firm fist from his reverie, to awaken him once more into the man she already knew he was or if their purpose was something much more brutal, as if to ward of the darkness that draws closer in around them, with bated breath and dripping teeth. Her voice hurts - blunt and forceful, tearing into him with knives of adoration and expectation. The cobalt of his mouth is pressed into a thin line, inhaling deeply with a sound that can only be interpreted as exhaustion.
The Overseer’s body quakes slightly at the mention of Carnage’s name - not in fear, but in remembrance of how the dark god had slammed him into the earth (reminding him of his mortality, his smallness, his insignificance), how his face had ground into the bitterness of the dirt, crumpling into nothingness beneath the magic and prowess of an absent, evil father. Warrick’s eyes flutter closed, wishing away the memory with a rugged exhale of breath, the lithe bone of his wings stretching slightly at his sides as he regains himself. There is even a toss of his head and a roll of his muscled shoulders, auburn lids slowly peeling away to reveal burning blue irises that flash to Kagerus with intensity and ferocity.
Despite the ferocity in his gaze (renewed strength, maybe), the osprey-King is gentle as his head turns towards the overo woman. He surveys her for a moment, absorbing her words and realizing quite admirably that she - not of his blood, a once stranger that now holds his firstborn daughter’s heart, the caretaker of his grandchildren, a protector of his growing family - has found herself here, beneath the hollows of the volcano and the precious guarding of the King himself.
“Thank you, my daughter.” It does not resolve the pitted feeling in his stomach, or the way his throat burns with the thought of the recent events in the meadow - but there is a sliver of hope somehow shining brightly from her and he clings to it (much like he does with Tangerine) and he gravitates towards her strength, her protection. Warrick’s muzzle brushes the soft slope of Kagerus’ cheek, gentle in his touch despite the unwavering look of emotionlessness that has settled restfully upon his face.
“You speak from experience.”
The Overseer’s body quakes slightly at the mention of Carnage’s name - not in fear, but in remembrance of how the dark god had slammed him into the earth (reminding him of his mortality, his smallness, his insignificance), how his face had ground into the bitterness of the dirt, crumpling into nothingness beneath the magic and prowess of an absent, evil father. Warrick’s eyes flutter closed, wishing away the memory with a rugged exhale of breath, the lithe bone of his wings stretching slightly at his sides as he regains himself. There is even a toss of his head and a roll of his muscled shoulders, auburn lids slowly peeling away to reveal burning blue irises that flash to Kagerus with intensity and ferocity.
Despite the ferocity in his gaze (renewed strength, maybe), the osprey-King is gentle as his head turns towards the overo woman. He surveys her for a moment, absorbing her words and realizing quite admirably that she - not of his blood, a once stranger that now holds his firstborn daughter’s heart, the caretaker of his grandchildren, a protector of his growing family - has found herself here, beneath the hollows of the volcano and the precious guarding of the King himself.
“Thank you, my daughter.” It does not resolve the pitted feeling in his stomach, or the way his throat burns with the thought of the recent events in the meadow - but there is a sliver of hope somehow shining brightly from her and he clings to it (much like he does with Tangerine) and he gravitates towards her strength, her protection. Warrick’s muzzle brushes the soft slope of Kagerus’ cheek, gentle in his touch despite the unwavering look of emotionlessness that has settled restfully upon his face.
“You speak from experience.”
WARRICK
@[Kagerus]
<3 it's perfect!