January 25, 2020, 09:24 PM
(This post was last modified: January 25, 2020, 09:24 PM by Ghidorah.)
Ghidorah was stepping out of the territory for a bit for he had other plans in mind. If he was going to start his own reign of terror than perhaps he should start by making connections outside of the Nightwalkers territory. Vengeance was dead and a pup was ruling the feeble pack so there really wasn't much for him to worry about. Pack or no pack, he will get what he wants with his strength or his silver tongue.
And he will get what he wanted.
The titan didn't venture too far out of Nightwalkers, he only went down by the lake. With his powerful muscles, he walked to the bank of the lake with an unreadable expression, his eyes revealing nothing. The large man dug his bear-like claws into the earth, oh how he so badly wanted a warm, squirming body to be under his grasp with his dagger-like claws playing with their flesh. Ghidorah tipped his muzzle down to see his radiant reflection lighting up the lake, for he was the sun because he was warm from afar.
But if one were to get close they would incinerate and shrivel up into a mountain of embers.
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