November 21, 2018, 05:12 AM
(This post was last modified: November 23, 2018, 04:22 AM by RIP Wintersbane.)
though wintersbane likes to believe he is more like his mother than his father there is still plenty of arturo fearghal in him; and if there is one thing the mobster absolutely did not tolerate it was disrespect. wintersbane, it seemed, was the same.
she emits a low warning noise and his snarl is brisk and to the point. enough. a lower noise rumbles in his throat: a concise warning of his own. if she did not respect his rank and authority then he would have no qualms about forcing it out of her. wintersbane thrives under strict hierarchy. ranks are for a reason, in his mind and he was not afraid to enforce them ...regardless of how big of an asshole it made him look.
there was no reason why they couldn't get along. but first she was going to learn to bid her tongue around wolves with more authority than her — the irony is not lost on him. he was just like her as a cub. authority and him had never been the best of pals. but he'd been a cub. it was excusable ( to some degree ). she is an adult and knows better.
❛teach her to mind her tongue❜ it is not the night mother's ethereal voice that speaks to him now. this voice is not any less dangerous but much more insidious to hear; like the cracking of bones and the rumble of a dying star before it implodes. befitting of the god of the void. wintersbane has come to adore mephala's voice but sithis's is ( mildly ) unnerving to him.
he reigns in his temper as it flares and stares her down with hard, glacial eyes. she will feel the chill of his silent anger: the cold burns just as bad as the heat. he doesn't comment. he will not argue with her, will not trade petty insults. he, just as much as anyone else, deserves a few moments of rest. he is not a machine, after all. and after this he will dive back into the never ending list of work that needs done.
wintersbane moves forward, his posture dominant; befitting his status within the pack. he only wants her to show some respect. she will submit ...and if she does not he will make to grab her muzzle in reprimand for her too free and too loose tongue. learn to control it or lose it.
she emits a low warning noise and his snarl is brisk and to the point. enough. a lower noise rumbles in his throat: a concise warning of his own. if she did not respect his rank and authority then he would have no qualms about forcing it out of her. wintersbane thrives under strict hierarchy. ranks are for a reason, in his mind and he was not afraid to enforce them ...regardless of how big of an asshole it made him look.
there was no reason why they couldn't get along. but first she was going to learn to bid her tongue around wolves with more authority than her — the irony is not lost on him. he was just like her as a cub. authority and him had never been the best of pals. but he'd been a cub. it was excusable ( to some degree ). she is an adult and knows better.
❛teach her to mind her tongue❜ it is not the night mother's ethereal voice that speaks to him now. this voice is not any less dangerous but much more insidious to hear; like the cracking of bones and the rumble of a dying star before it implodes. befitting of the god of the void. wintersbane has come to adore mephala's voice but sithis's is ( mildly ) unnerving to him.
he reigns in his temper as it flares and stares her down with hard, glacial eyes. she will feel the chill of his silent anger: the cold burns just as bad as the heat. he doesn't comment. he will not argue with her, will not trade petty insults. he, just as much as anyone else, deserves a few moments of rest. he is not a machine, after all. and after this he will dive back into the never ending list of work that needs done.
wintersbane moves forward, his posture dominant; befitting his status within the pack. he only wants her to show some respect. she will submit ...and if she does not he will make to grab her muzzle in reprimand for her too free and too loose tongue. learn to control it or lose it.
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i fear no evil; the shadow is mine and so is the valley - by RIP Wintersbane - November 18, 2018, 11:05 AM
RE: i fear no evil; the shadow is mine and so is the valley - by Flicker - November 18, 2018, 11:20 AM
RE: i fear no evil; the shadow is mine and so is the valley - by RIP Wintersbane - November 18, 2018, 11:36 AM
RE: i fear no evil; the shadow is mine and so is the valley - by Flicker - November 18, 2018, 11:59 AM
RE: i fear no evil; the shadow is mine and so is the valley - by RIP Wintersbane - November 18, 2018, 12:50 PM
RE: i fear no evil; the shadow is mine and so is the valley - by Flicker - November 18, 2018, 01:52 PM
RE: i fear no evil; the shadow is mine and so is the valley - by RIP Wintersbane - November 19, 2018, 04:58 AM
RE: i fear no evil; the shadow is mine and so is the valley - by Flicker - November 19, 2018, 11:12 AM
RE: i fear no evil; the shadow is mine and so is the valley - by RIP Wintersbane - November 21, 2018, 05:12 AM
RE: i fear no evil; the shadow is mine and so is the valley - by Flicker - November 21, 2018, 11:08 AM
RE: i fear no evil; the shadow is mine and so is the valley - by RIP Wintersbane - November 23, 2018, 02:42 PM
RE: i fear no evil; the shadow is mine and so is the valley - by Flicker - November 23, 2018, 03:02 PM
RE: i fear no evil; the shadow is mine and so is the valley - by RIP Wintersbane - November 24, 2018, 06:58 AM
RE: i fear no evil; the shadow is mine and so is the valley - by Flicker - November 24, 2018, 10:12 AM