It was a shame how his siblings would just throw away everything that was being given to them so willingly. He wanted it, he wanted everything they had, the level of worshp they were getting just by existing, and they just rejected it. And now they were out there somewhere disregarding everything they'd been brought up to become and, him, being the kind of wolf he was, simply couldn't take it.
He had tried, in fact, to claim the spoils of what his brother left behind. He tried to claim his sister for himself, pleading to the elders that he would make an even better fit than his treasonous bastard of a brother, but they, too, rejected him, and not even his sister had backed him up. He had never quite understood Hum, to be honest. She was strange, living way too far out in the cosmos for him to get it, but he guessed that was what her gifts would make her. Unlike mortals, his family could tap into unknown energies and strange realms, and Hum was just too good at it. And Priest, he was just an asshole, all his life he had been, and Vehem didn't care what anybody said about him.
But he followed them. He couldn't really say what it was that had moved him to go after them either. Perhaps the shame of being rejected had left him no other option, or maybe the rage he felt towards his brother had sparked som unconscious desire to take revenge, or maybe even love, for his sister, for Priest. He didn't know. And neither did he know how to describe what he felt the moment he finally caught up with them, worlds away from their celestial craddle. He walked up to their shaded figures, pretending to have always been part of the convoy and stared at them, just the way they were staring at each other. How much further?
he asked after a moment, always the one to speak up among the three of them. It got old, feeling that burden. Being the odd one out, being the extra, the accessory.
He was made for so much more.
Perhaps a fresh start sounded cool in Priest's narrow mind, but Vehem knew the value of the legacy he was rejecting to take over. He looked at his brother with a scornful eye, disgusted by his demeanor and enraged by his dumb decisions. HE should me making those decisions, HE should have been offered Hum to be his consort, not the sorry excuse for an eternal that Priest was.
But for now Vehem knew better than to question him. Priest was bigger than him, better in combat too, and there was no way he could ever take him down. For now he had to lay low, be compliant and follow his siblings, but one day...
Lead on, then...
said the viper vehemently. He just wanted to finally start doing something worthwhile, and aimless wandering certainly wasn't.
Potential Fading this for us unless y’all wanna keep going let me know?
Nothing more or less could have been passed between the trio of siblings other than his siblings breathing in unison with his own. They had in fact traveled for days- what more could they do now? Irrevocably he found them a spot beneath a peaked cliff, a small indent within a side of crevice within the basin that would serve them as raindfall shelter and a useful hang of shade. It of course could fit them all, but rather than force a beating into a dead set of wolves, he would find something out for himself and them. Water sources, prey locations, surrounding territories- all of it. He’d look for them so they wouldn’t need to strain so much.
“You guys can rest- I’m gonna look around a bit and see if there’s anything worth knowing about this place.”
One of these days, he mused as he left his siblings beneath the overhang, he would walk himself into oblivion, and never be heard from, again.