Hideaway Strath Return to the stars

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His heart fell to the ground, his eyes snaking around a curve of his shoulder to stare accusingly at the body. As if it was Mar’s fault why their Family wasn’t united. And with an annoyed huff, he threw his baritones in the air for @Krynn.

Where love lay decrepit and dying, where hate won through fangs and fear, she seemed to always be near enough to know the exact time to appear, whether you called her or not. The wraith drifted with ease wherever she went, and oftentimes Priest hated being near her. It was moreso because she always had the presence of a vulture, her ivory silvers awaiting you to just drop too, so she could sweep you away and bury you as she had the rest of her spirits. That seemed the only time those eyes seemed alive, interested. It made his skin itch, and almost impulsively he rose a hind and carved a quick triad of scratchings against his forlimb.
This was gonna suck.