Northstar Vale Yioí

He lifted his head and sighed. But he stood and went towards the Arche's den. He had spoken harshly to the boy so he deserved to be reprimanded, but he was tired. The day had been full of stress and he was worried for another episode, but thus far he hadn't felt any loosening of his control.

Ears to skull. Body in neutral position he arrived. The smell of Antigone was here and Reyson immediatly grew ill. Had he shared more lies. Reyson hated lying once you lied to him or about him. He no longer had any regard for you. If Antigone had been a much younger child, if would have been fine, but this youth was almost a man and he was coddled allowed to do as he pleased.

He stood quielty and said nothing. Noticing the crouched form of Arsenio and the tension heavy on the air. In his eyes he held wariness and his body tightened of its own accord. Was he about to be set upon?