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Time is an artificial construct. - Venamis - June 15, 2019
So, the wood was to be their home now. Venamis, having never held any attachment to the Hollow in which he was born, hadn't really cared that they would not be making any move to return to it. If anything, he was glad to remain where they'd chosen to settle - the spiderling had yet to forgive his father for dumping him beneath his Lieutenant's watch on the journey to it.
Their new home was comfortable enough. While he was yet to see the extent of it, Venamis was fond of the cover its rugged old oaks provided. A mist hung among them from time to time, reminding him of their previous territory but overall their new home seemed more... alive. He yearned to explore what else awaited to be discovered, but his parents were unwilling to let him venture too far beyond their watch.
As was likely expected of him, the spiderling occupied himself with harassing his littermates. He was certain that @Lumiya continued to loathe him after he'd devoured her dumb little flower and, with no intention of making amends, he quietly plotted how next to push her buttons.
RE: Time is an artificial construct. - Malcanthet - June 15, 2019
He had not yet met his littlest relatives. It was they who formed the core of the pack, centered them more than even their goal of reclaiming Blackfeather Woods. It waa they who dictated their schedules, who hunted, who babysitted...
And he had not yet met them.
So, now that they were older and stronger, he felt it was more appropriate to introduce himself. He was more likely to run into them now.
And he saw one, black and gray with pale eyes like his father. Far from the typical Melonii colors, but most of the Meloniis here were.
And he had not yet met them.
So, now that they were older and stronger, he felt it was more appropriate to introduce himself. He was more likely to run into them now.
And he saw one, black and gray with pale eyes like his father. Far from the typical Melonii colors, but most of the Meloniis here were.
Hello there,Malcanthet said as he approached his... Cousin? Sure.
RE: Time is an artificial construct. - Venamis - July 13, 2019
When the spiderling first noticed another's approach, he grumbled to himself. Quick to wrongly assume that the dark-furred adult was Midar, Venamis knew at once that he didn't wish to share his company.
With a low (and rude) rumble of annoyance, the ebony youth shot the other Melonii a disapproving glower before he made to slink away so he could amuse himself elsewhere.