05-30-2024, 09:43 PM
METEOR
Meteor walked through the underground communal area through the passageway into Kole’s cave. Honestly? His thoughts were on the miraculousness of the underground cave system surviving the eruption and earthquake completely intact. But, then, the oral history of the Descendants of the Departed said these caves had survived each and every natural disaster. Meteor had never truly believed in that mythology (like how he also believed Requiem and Vayu were a useful fiction for his cult), but he had to wonder if there was a logical reason for the mythology.
However, once his paws stepped into Kole’s personal cave, Meteor’s golden eyes (and thoughts) drifted to the waiting vampire.
A quick glance around. An ear flick. He knew Kole was a clean freak, but it looked like the vampire had cleaned up even more, hadn’t he? Then a head tilt as Meteor considered what that meant. Maybe Kole wasn’t as practical about his eating habits as Meteor.
That brought a half-smirk to his lips. The lion continued walking to Kole’s rock, then mirrored Kole’s body language by flopping onto the warmth. Meteor’s smirk widened. “Did you warm this rock with fire magic?” Meteor asked. “My lightning is useful in combat, but less useful for life's daily pleasures.”
can't let the hands of time enslave us.
that's not how i'll go!
like the men we are
that's not how i'll go!
————— ⬆ ————— pharaoh — dating kole — descendants of the departed ————— ⬇ —————
these memories fade to stardust, let's brave the world like the men we are