He had been gifted the presence of his daughter, full of life and vitality as she had been before. A new home was his also, and he would fly proudly the new banner Jinx had perfected: a gathering of balance, of Light and Dark together. Dawn's rosy fingers touched the canopy overhead as a resounding cry of pride rang through the woodland; Lecter lifted himself from where he had been resting, muzzle rising into the air as he found his footing.
It was decided; they would gather here, beneath the spitfire eyes of their brave young leader, and they would serve the Loa and the Gods as they had done in Shearwater, albeit with a definite balance struck this time. Lecter's eyes closed, and he met the piercing, clear cry from Jinx's throat with a lower key, a darker melody that wound its way through the silvered bell of her cry.
Sos, I am yours always.
September 22, 2013, 10:36 PM
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