February 04, 2025, 11:17 AM
it was some hours ago that he found his brother and revealed what he'd seen: the ghastly sight of kaedra. the walk from qeya river was tense. silent.
the quiet only fragmented by the ever persistent cawing of the raven. causing blackfell's face to drop into a scowl, a shared, annoyed glance aimed at veksar.
it is replaced with a more monotone expression as scents drift by. the waft of cold, frigid air in his face, carrying with it the lingering scent of their sister. blackfell unknowingly increases his pace, long legs eating up the ground.
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February 04, 2025, 11:25 AM
kaedra was here.
when blackfell told him, all veksar could do was laugh. because of course she fucking was. of course he had seen her the very same day veksar himself had arrived in saatsine. of course she'd come to one-up him.
or maybe she hadn't. he could never tell with his family.
he followed blackfell resolutely and quietly. the qeya waned until it disappeared behind them, and soon they were surrounded by nothing but desolate tundra.
when blackfell told him, all veksar could do was laugh. because of course she fucking was. of course he had seen her the very same day veksar himself had arrived in saatsine. of course she'd come to one-up him.
or maybe she hadn't. he could never tell with his family.
he followed blackfell resolutely and quietly. the qeya waned until it disappeared behind them, and soon they were surrounded by nothing but desolate tundra.
do you think she knows we're here?veksar asked tersely.
should we call?
February 04, 2025, 02:04 PM
in the tundra, a dark speck sits in the pure white snow. serpent eyes watch the familiar figures of her kin approach. the crow that followed them swept over her shoulders. as its reward, a rabbit lay by her side. her familiar croaked as it hopped into the snow, and pecked at the matted fur of the rabbit.
kaedra let the boys close the distance, sat firm and upright like the black queen she was supposed to be.
kaedra let the boys close the distance, sat firm and upright like the black queen she was supposed to be.
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February 04, 2025, 09:12 PM
he snorts. a calloused sound, not aimed at his brother, but their sister.
and as he walks he is tense, guard hairs standing upright as if frozen by the elements. the tail that had been too often relaxed at his hocks as of late flying like a black banner. eyes of beady malice pinned ahead.
and there, atop a rock, perched like a queen upon her throne, is kaedra. face, smug, per usual. eyes overlooking the two as if they were pests. his ear swats; she probably sees them that way.
his teeth grit. for once, blackfell is at a loss for words. let him put faith in the mouthy veksar to confront their witch sister. they were the littermates, afterall. blackfell is half tempted to draw himself to his haunches and resign to watching the show.
she knows.
and as he walks he is tense, guard hairs standing upright as if frozen by the elements. the tail that had been too often relaxed at his hocks as of late flying like a black banner. eyes of beady malice pinned ahead.
and there, atop a rock, perched like a queen upon her throne, is kaedra. face, smug, per usual. eyes overlooking the two as if they were pests. his ear swats; she probably sees them that way.
his teeth grit. for once, blackfell is at a loss for words. let him put faith in the mouthy veksar to confront their witch sister. they were the littermates, afterall. blackfell is half tempted to draw himself to his haunches and resign to watching the show.
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February 04, 2025, 11:49 PM
of course she knew.
it was like something out of a movie, the way they found her. perched, so tall and poised. her eyes landed upon him and flicked over him as if he were an insect. it angered veksar.
it was like something out of a movie, the way they found her. perched, so tall and poised. her eyes landed upon him and flicked over him as if he were an insect. it angered veksar.
why the hell are you here?he spat, his bitter tone sparing absolutely zero punches.
you want something, obviously, so what is it?
February 05, 2025, 12:58 PM
(This post was last modified: February 05, 2025, 12:59 PM by Kaedra.)
both men come to her with tense shoulders, waried glances and hushed mumblings between themselves. it was veksar, surprisingly, that had the courage to speak to her. her gazed locked with blackfell, who didn't have the strength to meet her. no matter, her head bobbles as she settles back in to her poised sit, her own shoulders tense much to her chagrin.
the same reason why you're here, fool.she hissed through a thin smile.
i left home, there was nothing for me in that black heap of rocks and shit. i didn't know that this..her arms gesture to the grandure of the teekons.
this was where you were hiding. mother was so worried sick, i'm surprised she never died of heartbreak.and she should've. old hag, who refused to give up her seat to a daughter who had only been loyal. mostly.
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February 06, 2025, 02:49 AM
(This post was last modified: February 06, 2025, 06:44 AM by Blackfell.)
blackfell had been relatively calm—that was before kaedra started flying insults off at the mouth. gabbing her lips, as she had always done, stirring an old ire in the elder brother.
yet not enough to move him from where he sat, watching with cold eyes cut from rubies. that same gaze flickering to veksar briefly, watching the anger ripple through him, and then back to their sister. poised like the perfect princess, reeking of her arrogance and self-importance.
it was exactly why she had been passed over for the seat of blackmarch.
even if they were so far from their families ancestral seat.
yet not enough to move him from where he sat, watching with cold eyes cut from rubies. that same gaze flickering to veksar briefly, watching the anger ripple through him, and then back to their sister. poised like the perfect princess, reeking of her arrogance and self-importance.
it was exactly why she had been passed over for the seat of blackmarch.
you both should have stayed.he corrects, looking between the two of them with a sense of finality.
i left to prevent war. it was not an invitation to follow.he stands and assumes position of scolding older brother. it was he who had slain their father, so now it was he who must fill the shoes the man left behind.
even if they were so far from their families ancestral seat.
what's done is done.
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February 06, 2025, 11:25 PM
veksar stewed quietly.
kaedra's comments rolled right off his shoulders. he blinked at her incredulously. could there not be one civil conversation? being around his family felt like having a rat biting at his ankles, endlessly forcing him to try and run and endlessly catching up. do better. be smarter. get stronger. do not let yourself feel.
this was exactly what he'd been trying to escape. and here he was again. because ultimately, he couldn't say no.
he did not make a rebuttal when blackfell directed his snark at him, either. he merely sat and watched, gaze hardened with a contempt for one's own blood that could only be had by a crownore.
kaedra's comments rolled right off his shoulders. he blinked at her incredulously. could there not be one civil conversation? being around his family felt like having a rat biting at his ankles, endlessly forcing him to try and run and endlessly catching up. do better. be smarter. get stronger. do not let yourself feel.
this was exactly what he'd been trying to escape. and here he was again. because ultimately, he couldn't say no.
he did not make a rebuttal when blackfell directed his snark at him, either. he merely sat and watched, gaze hardened with a contempt for one's own blood that could only be had by a crownore.
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