It is in a rare moment of clarity—before he locks himself away in a cave to forget—that Litotes finds the scent of Valdis.
He is in his lion-form, the tuft on the end of his tail flicking irritably back and forth. The pale of his white coat glimmers in the last of the dying sun, hot oranges and yellows reflecting where his fur isn’t marred by dust. Lie watches as the purples and indigos melt into the sky. The ghost of a smile lifts his lips, but quickly disappears when the scent of birth mingles with the clear springtime air.
Humpf, the lion grunts, lifting gemstone eyes in the direction the breeze took the scent from. Lie lifts from his tensed sit and pads slowly that way, then quickly picks up his pace when he realizes who it is that is giving birth. “Valdis,” the lion murmurs to himself, heart rate thudding aggressively in his chest while he weaves between tightly clumped trees. Dapples of beautiful dying light color the forest floor but all Lie can think is I know that must be my child. Now he runs swiftly, deft feline body finding no issue with dodging tree trunks.
Litotes knows Valdis has someone else, someone he knows he should make an enemy of. Sinner, the once bold king of Sylva, clearly haunted her, even when they curled into each other’s loneliness. Misery loves company, Lie told himself, even though in the back of his head he knew this misery will turn to danger if the hellhound finds out about Valdis’ affair.
And it does just that. Danger sits heavily in the air when Litotes finds Sinner bristling over Valdis.
“Mine,” the lion growls, curling the night’s shadows protectively around himself. The tendrils reach possessively around the triplets and their mother, even as Lie focuses solely on Sinner. “He’s mine. And the other two might be mine, as well.” The last sentence comes out as a snarl. Lie knows that they might be Sinner’s, as well, but they certainly look more like their mother than the pair of fathers.
The hackles on Lie’s back raise while he crouches defensively. Something heavy in his chest tells him how terribly this is about to go wrong.
as it softly glides across your back
and i hope you leave right before the sun comes up
so i can watch it alone
@[Valdis] @[Sinner] let's fight!!!!!!
