Northstar Vale Psémata

Last for me here! <3 Love you both.

The boy seethed, listening to the hideous monster speak so calmly, so haughtily. Antigone gave life to Reyson’s words. He littered the man’s speech with emotion that was not present. In his young mind, he twisted the soldier’s recounting until it was perverse and evil, until it dripped with the ugliness that riddled the man’s body.

Antigone could feel his stomach flip. He wanted to vomit. He wanted to turn to Meadow and beg her not to listen to this horrid animal.

Quivering, violent with rage, and shaking with the effort of finding his courage to do so, the red-hooded child rose to his paws. Navy eyes shifted to Meadow. He wanted to tell her that he was sorry. He wanted to tell her that he loved her. The words were trapped behind the licking white-hot anger. If he spoke, it would only be with hatred. Antigone would never subject her to this fury.

Ugly, vile, snake, he spat at Reyson.

You deserve better than this, Antigone said to Meadow. The young wolf licked his chops with a defiant glare toward Reyson. With bristling fur, the boy prowled away.