November 23, 2018, 01:02 AM
He very much admires the boy's determination, misplaced as it might be. His approval shines clearly in his eyes, even as the coywolf goes on to warn him away. This land is ostensibly claimed, by powers greater than he. Or equals. The titan sees a potential trap in the gentle offer, and lifts his muzzle in turn, staring up the cliffs.
He is tiring of words, the parry of language. This is his brothers' domain. He knows nothing but blood and fear, flesh and bone. Eurycrates can only hope that more satisfactory answers come soon, or else he will leave this place to the crows, wolves above be damned. One should at least station soldiers within conquered territory.
Or is this waif meant to be their guard? He barely stifles a snort at the ridiculous thought.
What claim do the wolves of the cliffs have over this sound?Eurycrates asks, glancing at the boy.
The scents here are weak. One could easily slip in and take it, while they are occupied elsewhere.His brows raise just barely in sardonic question.
Not so strong when scattered, hmmm?
He is tiring of words, the parry of language. This is his brothers' domain. He knows nothing but blood and fear, flesh and bone. Eurycrates can only hope that more satisfactory answers come soon, or else he will leave this place to the crows, wolves above be damned. One should at least station soldiers within conquered territory.
Or is this waif meant to be their guard? He barely stifles a snort at the ridiculous thought.
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