Post by blackrage on Apr 3, 2007 10:14:43 GMT -5
Darkness was now invading all of the cemetery, and the moon shone in the sky; a huge, round, blood colored enemy that stared down at them all in disgust. The shadows of the graveyard were not far behind, and they seemed to follow everything that walked within them and death followed all who made to tread far to close to the tombstones. Eerie cries hovered in the air, seething through all the darkness from those barren lands of Sallin.
A slow, and settling mist hovered over the ground, almost making the earth hard to see as it lay beneath it. A dense cloud was in the atmosphere, and it choked the life out of many that could not breath it. A hiss radiated up from somewhere in these forsaken grounds, and it was full of fury, and consumed by hatred for only one other. Many yelps and whines answered it, and those other great beasts slunk to the ground, submissive under their alphas anger that seeped through his every action.
He was their dictator, and so far as he was concerned at this point, none of them but his beta matter in the least. Even for that wolf, he held a certain degree of malice. But now, Dredinity was taking out his rage upon only three of his fellows, the very three who had came back to tell him what had happened after he sent them out to find his wretched son. The fourth, and their leader for the trip was killed, and that only added to their disgrace and the fact that they ran away at the first sight of his blood was earning them a much fearful punishment. If the other had survived, the brute might have just eaten him, for the fact that he attacked Droxili, no matter how much he loathed his son, it was his job to take out his offspring not theirs.
It wasn't even his fault, he was forced down this path that life had stamped him with. At times he wished he could just erase it all, and that he could finally raise a family in peace. But that would never com to be if Droxili was around. His son would destroy everything, and already Drox had taken three of his brothers when they had done nothing to him. His mate even, Sansril, was with him on this hunt, and together they would avenge their family.
It was true, it was a grudging regret that he left his offspring in the first place, and they all were forced to fend for themselves. But there was some reason behind it, and he had most likely done it for the fact that he too was left alone soon after his birth with the death of his parents by those bi-peds most called 'humans'. The very thought was enough to disgust him, and now, the location of his son had been lost.
It was now that he called out his anger, rage, and malice to the heavens above, all in that and a deep sorrow. "I'll find you, Droxili! I swear it by my blood I'll find you! And then I'll kill you for good! Do you hear me Droxili!? I swear it!"
A slow, and settling mist hovered over the ground, almost making the earth hard to see as it lay beneath it. A dense cloud was in the atmosphere, and it choked the life out of many that could not breath it. A hiss radiated up from somewhere in these forsaken grounds, and it was full of fury, and consumed by hatred for only one other. Many yelps and whines answered it, and those other great beasts slunk to the ground, submissive under their alphas anger that seeped through his every action.
He was their dictator, and so far as he was concerned at this point, none of them but his beta matter in the least. Even for that wolf, he held a certain degree of malice. But now, Dredinity was taking out his rage upon only three of his fellows, the very three who had came back to tell him what had happened after he sent them out to find his wretched son. The fourth, and their leader for the trip was killed, and that only added to their disgrace and the fact that they ran away at the first sight of his blood was earning them a much fearful punishment. If the other had survived, the brute might have just eaten him, for the fact that he attacked Droxili, no matter how much he loathed his son, it was his job to take out his offspring not theirs.
It wasn't even his fault, he was forced down this path that life had stamped him with. At times he wished he could just erase it all, and that he could finally raise a family in peace. But that would never com to be if Droxili was around. His son would destroy everything, and already Drox had taken three of his brothers when they had done nothing to him. His mate even, Sansril, was with him on this hunt, and together they would avenge their family.
It was true, it was a grudging regret that he left his offspring in the first place, and they all were forced to fend for themselves. But there was some reason behind it, and he had most likely done it for the fact that he too was left alone soon after his birth with the death of his parents by those bi-peds most called 'humans'. The very thought was enough to disgust him, and now, the location of his son had been lost.
It was now that he called out his anger, rage, and malice to the heavens above, all in that and a deep sorrow. "I'll find you, Droxili! I swear it by my blood I'll find you! And then I'll kill you for good! Do you hear me Droxili!? I swear it!"