April 06, 2018, 01:29 AM
The ghost sauntered from the high walls of Grimnismal and into the open surroundings and territories that made their coast. With the neighboring pack so close to their borders, he did well to keep a wide birth between his figure and their marked territory. Kierkegaard sought to hunt for Caiaphas, and to free his mind from the squeals and squabbles of the young pups in the grotto. They were full of noise that they could not hear, but it was enough to keep him from sleeping through much of the night and had left him feeling far more ragged and stiff than he had before. The mercenary needed his escape as much as his mate needed food to keep her healthy and the pups well-fed.
The further he trekked, the more his legs began to feel a prickling weakness. Though the hound cursed his injuries, he had done well enough to heal after the fall. Without the aid of the sea witch in the grotto, he would surely still have been ridden to laying about and expecting others to tend to his needs. Instead, he made his way with some discomfort before he spotted a dark figure not far from where he stood. Swaying in place, Kierkegaard followed her movements with a keen eye before trailing after. It was not until he caught her scent that he realized who he had come across.
With a chuff, the mercenary sought her attention, and he regarded her with a curious expression.
The further he trekked, the more his legs began to feel a prickling weakness. Though the hound cursed his injuries, he had done well enough to heal after the fall. Without the aid of the sea witch in the grotto, he would surely still have been ridden to laying about and expecting others to tend to his needs. Instead, he made his way with some discomfort before he spotted a dark figure not far from where he stood. Swaying in place, Kierkegaard followed her movements with a keen eye before trailing after. It was not until he caught her scent that he realized who he had come across.
With a chuff, the mercenary sought her attention, and he regarded her with a curious expression.
old enough to know i'll end up dying, not young enough to forget again
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and between offering and banquet, we devoured the gods - by Antumbra - April 04, 2018, 03:07 PM
RE: and between offering and banquet, we devoured the gods - by Kierkegaard - April 06, 2018, 01:29 AM
RE: and between offering and banquet, we devoured the gods - by Antumbra - April 10, 2018, 03:16 PM
RE: and between offering and banquet, we devoured the gods - by Kierkegaard - April 13, 2018, 07:56 PM
RE: and between offering and banquet, we devoured the gods - by Antumbra - April 13, 2018, 08:40 PM
RE: and between offering and banquet, we devoured the gods - by Kierkegaard - April 13, 2018, 09:19 PM
RE: and between offering and banquet, we devoured the gods - by Antumbra - April 14, 2018, 12:05 PM
RE: and between offering and banquet, we devoured the gods - by Kierkegaard - April 14, 2018, 12:34 PM
RE: and between offering and banquet, we devoured the gods - by Antumbra - April 14, 2018, 02:36 PM
RE: and between offering and banquet, we devoured the gods - by Kierkegaard - April 14, 2018, 02:50 PM
RE: and between offering and banquet, we devoured the gods - by Antumbra - April 14, 2018, 03:22 PM
RE: and between offering and banquet, we devoured the gods - by Kierkegaard - April 14, 2018, 03:56 PM