11-17-2017, 10:34 PM
CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT
& SATISFACTION BROUGHT HIM BACK
& SATISFACTION BROUGHT HIM BACK
[ Late autumn/early winter because Sii is a slacker ]
His nightmares have ceased, at least on the nights that he does not have to sleep alone. Ellyse's presence, even while she dreams, relaxes him ─ and the nights that he is alone have become few and far between. Today, he has awoken feeling more rested than any other morning in months and his immediate thought is to find Scyla so that she can see that he is slowly returning to his old self. To the brother that she knows.
He had seen her last on the shoreline, where she and Smoak frequently ran off to when they thought he was not paying attention. The black beast smiles at the thought, pleased that his sister has become so close to his and Ellyse's son. The boy needs mentors, needs to learn from as many different minds as he can in this point in his life. Scyla's methods may be... unorthodox, but she is a product of Desole just as he is and he knows how her mind ticks. The raven shifter has the utmost trust in his sister and it only stands to reason that Smoak will grow, or has grown, to have that trust in her, too.
The steel and ice mare is hidden behind a rocky outcropping but Dahmer finds her with a smile as his hooves sink comfortably into the sandy shoreline. "Scyla!" he calls to her warmly, brilliant blue eyes focusing on the mare's frame as he draws closer. It takes him a moment, but when he sees it ─
Blood. Tattered skin. The dejected sway of her back.
The Commander's chest tightens in fury as he comes to a quick stop in front of her. "Who did this?" he nearly demands of the mare, his ears flat against the top of his mane and his dark pupils narrowing as he gazes at her. "Who did this?" he repeats, his blunt teeth clenching together in his growing rage.
His nightmares have ceased, at least on the nights that he does not have to sleep alone. Ellyse's presence, even while she dreams, relaxes him ─ and the nights that he is alone have become few and far between. Today, he has awoken feeling more rested than any other morning in months and his immediate thought is to find Scyla so that she can see that he is slowly returning to his old self. To the brother that she knows.
He had seen her last on the shoreline, where she and Smoak frequently ran off to when they thought he was not paying attention. The black beast smiles at the thought, pleased that his sister has become so close to his and Ellyse's son. The boy needs mentors, needs to learn from as many different minds as he can in this point in his life. Scyla's methods may be... unorthodox, but she is a product of Desole just as he is and he knows how her mind ticks. The raven shifter has the utmost trust in his sister and it only stands to reason that Smoak will grow, or has grown, to have that trust in her, too.
The steel and ice mare is hidden behind a rocky outcropping but Dahmer finds her with a smile as his hooves sink comfortably into the sandy shoreline. "Scyla!" he calls to her warmly, brilliant blue eyes focusing on the mare's frame as he draws closer. It takes him a moment, but when he sees it ─
Blood. Tattered skin. The dejected sway of her back.
The Commander's chest tightens in fury as he comes to a quick stop in front of her. "Who did this?" he nearly demands of the mare, his ears flat against the top of his mane and his dark pupils narrowing as he gazes at her. "Who did this?" he repeats, his blunt teeth clenching together in his growing rage.
Dahmer
@[Scyla] @[Ellyse]