05-15-2019, 04:43 PM

there is but one rule
hunt or be hunted
hunt or be hunted
The hound smelled the duo from Loess right as their hooves touched the soil of Sylva. Their scent continued to drift closer and closer as they came further into the autumn forest. Sinner quickly found a dislike of their intrusion. Disrespecting their own personal boundaries spoke volumes of who they truly were. Loess had no respect for Sylva and who reigned over it at all. It clearly left a sour taste in his mouth, Even more now. As soon as the duo stop at the heart of Sylva, Sinner prowls forward from the shadows that the autumn canopy shields from the sunlight. Every stride is taken with pride and strength. The hound causally circles around the duo. Eyes glancing up and down as he takes each of the Loess residents in. He is clearly comfortable in his own home. “Come right in, I suppose,” He says sternly, his hooded gaze glaring at the black-scaled stallion and then to a face he recognizes. A smirk grows across his lips as he remembers the royal advisor. “Starsin, so good to see you.” But there is little warmth in his greeting to the mare. It mattered little to him though. “Is there something you needed?” He asks stopping in front of the duo. Sinner settles into a comfortable sitting position. The hound’s yellow-red gaze flickers between the two. He licks his lips lightly. “Certainly it must be important if you had to come all the way into our home without an invitation,” he adds wit a smug smile. |
Sinner
the king of sylva
@[Starsin] @[Ophanim] @[Mary] I know this is a bit in the past already considering the war. But I thought it would be fun to get at for some more drama to happen between Sylva/Loess or more personally

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