Moonspear amidst the mists and coldest frosts

/makes a 'bruh' face  at the shadowpost
:) u have to deal with this i'm not editing LMFAO

‘Brother.’
 
The winds carried the sound of that familiar voice upward to where the dark hound was perched. His lips curled downward into a thoughtful frown and cast his golden gaze toward the golden coat of his kin. Osiris had grown just as well as the rest of them, having stepped into his youthful strength with astounding capability. Perhaps not as smart as some, Atlas still did not doubt the power behind that frame.
 
“Osiris,” the swarthy youth responded in a smoky voice. Though large, with the promise of growing even still, Atlas still retained much of his childishness. The boy likely would not shed that until he had endured through his first year or two. Still, there was something intimidating about the thick-chested young titan.