Haunted Wood ain't no mercy in my smiling, only fangs

arcturus could tell he was being ignored -- and that incensed him further. he kept his wits about him, arched brows and dark gaze trailing from hydra to warlord, and back again.

revui.

he mirrored his sister -- his stalwart sister -- who somehow, seemed unbroken by the news that threatened to split him in two. for that arcturus admired her, and steeled himself to be more like her -- there would be other days to express his malcontent.. but not today.

he canted his muzzle to vengeance in return, following hydra out. he was aching ready yearning burning to put the miles between them to find revui

to answer that burning question he had held to his chest like the tiniest flame all these lonely months as winter threatened to move into his heart.