11-17-2017, 07:43 PM
Diable Rouge
>The world around him is melting as she flies away, deep into the heart of Tephra, so far from his reach. He wants her to suffer, wants her to feel his pain. He wants to tear her into pieces, show her how it feels to have her heart broken.
Longclaw is beside him now, nudging him, urging him to stop the chase and focus his attention elsewhere. The leathery creature is gone now, "someone else's problem" although Diable Rouge feels all too responsible for her being here.
She's not worth it... The blue stag's words hit a nerve. No...she wasn't worth it.
But Kaiode was.
However, she was long gone by then, and Ellyse would have her by the throat soon enough, that the chaser knew. He would finish his business with her later, in time. Until then, he is still seething, still needing a release of some kind. When Longclaw challenges him to a race, Rou gives the faintest hint of a smile. The blood of the fastest, strongest, most resilient horses pulses through his veins - he is ready.
With a whooping call, he accepts Longclaw's challenge as he had in the plains. He strides lengthen, and he pushes himself forward with a slight oof. The warg was younger, more lean, but Diable Rouge always had some tricks up his sleeves.
Longclaw is beside him now, nudging him, urging him to stop the chase and focus his attention elsewhere. The leathery creature is gone now, "someone else's problem" although Diable Rouge feels all too responsible for her being here.
She's not worth it... The blue stag's words hit a nerve. No...she wasn't worth it.
But Kaiode was.
However, she was long gone by then, and Ellyse would have her by the throat soon enough, that the chaser knew. He would finish his business with her later, in time. Until then, he is still seething, still needing a release of some kind. When Longclaw challenges him to a race, Rou gives the faintest hint of a smile. The blood of the fastest, strongest, most resilient horses pulses through his veins - he is ready.
With a whooping call, he accepts Longclaw's challenge as he had in the plains. He strides lengthen, and he pushes himself forward with a slight oof. The warg was younger, more lean, but Diable Rouge always had some tricks up his sleeves.
in the eye of a hurricane, there is quiet.
@[Longclaw] Rou would probably benefit from some guy time. See how it goes
@[Longclaw] Rou would probably benefit from some guy time. See how it goes