07-20-2018, 08:58 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"] the protective walls surrounding blackfall was going to take some time to find... comforting. valor, for the most part, felt severely closed in. he much preferred the open wasteland where he could see his enemies coming onward from afar. where he knew what the dangers were and that everyone on the outside was predictably a foe. it was much more black and white in the wilds.
here it was harder to read people. the mutants living beside him should have activated some sort of camaraderie, seeing as they were often shunned by those who were pristine from the radiation. malkyn and finn had taught him different, though. there was only the pack. they would always watch his back. always be there to protect him and he would do the same for them. had valor been younger when they arrived he might have still had that doubt that anyone could be out to kill him, but the maturity that came with surviving out in the wastes had smothered any of that away.
the young boy was out wandering blackfalls territory with roseus flying overhead, the redtailed hawk keeping watch for any dangers he failed to sense from afar. he had been terribly restless since arriving here. it was much to adjust to, especially with cain. he wasn't pack. he wasn't one of them yet his three guardians had been friendly with him. warm and welcoming. valor didn't know when would be appropriate to ask finn about their history with cain, since most of their time was spent at the mans hip, but he felt more at ease... away from him.
maybe he just didn't adjust well to change.
his thoughts were torn away when an odd smell crept up to his nose. his lip curled at the smell of rot, and his heartbeat began to grow rapidly. he could feel his pulse in his fingertips as the smell triggered something in him. his legs began to move on their own, his eye's stone as his focus remained on finding the source.
hunt. hunt.
the primal instinct urged at his brain, and in his reckless searching his tripped over a slab of concrete, his palms hitting the surface. it was strongest underneath it.
he circled the slab twice, three times, frustrated that all he saw was overgrown vines and moss surrounding it. his feathered companion swooped down to perch upon his shoulder, and rubbed her beak against his cheek before hopping down below and steadily moving down the small hill on the other side. like a dog valor followed, his fists clenched and jaw tight until he saw what roseus was leading him to. the entrance.
he slowly approached it, hand shaking as it reached for the heavy metal door, fingers grasping the handle and turning it until it budged. the rusted hinges groaned as he dragged it toward him, and the smell of the rotten decay hit him head on.
there, he saw domek. there, he was frozen in place. his eye's darting from one detail to another. the carcasses. the chalk pentagram. all but avoiding the fact there was a naked woman sitting right in the center of the bunker. he quickly shook his head and covered his eyes. "uhm, you're naked. i don't think i'm allowed to look at naked people so- uh- i can leave... if you want?" what was he saying?
something was still drawing him toward inside the bunker and he wanted to fight against it. his humanity for the moment overcoming his instinct. the last thing finn and malkyn needed to know was that he was hanging around naked women in bunkers.
here it was harder to read people. the mutants living beside him should have activated some sort of camaraderie, seeing as they were often shunned by those who were pristine from the radiation. malkyn and finn had taught him different, though. there was only the pack. they would always watch his back. always be there to protect him and he would do the same for them. had valor been younger when they arrived he might have still had that doubt that anyone could be out to kill him, but the maturity that came with surviving out in the wastes had smothered any of that away.
the young boy was out wandering blackfalls territory with roseus flying overhead, the redtailed hawk keeping watch for any dangers he failed to sense from afar. he had been terribly restless since arriving here. it was much to adjust to, especially with cain. he wasn't pack. he wasn't one of them yet his three guardians had been friendly with him. warm and welcoming. valor didn't know when would be appropriate to ask finn about their history with cain, since most of their time was spent at the mans hip, but he felt more at ease... away from him.
maybe he just didn't adjust well to change.
his thoughts were torn away when an odd smell crept up to his nose. his lip curled at the smell of rot, and his heartbeat began to grow rapidly. he could feel his pulse in his fingertips as the smell triggered something in him. his legs began to move on their own, his eye's stone as his focus remained on finding the source.
hunt. hunt.
the primal instinct urged at his brain, and in his reckless searching his tripped over a slab of concrete, his palms hitting the surface. it was strongest underneath it.
he circled the slab twice, three times, frustrated that all he saw was overgrown vines and moss surrounding it. his feathered companion swooped down to perch upon his shoulder, and rubbed her beak against his cheek before hopping down below and steadily moving down the small hill on the other side. like a dog valor followed, his fists clenched and jaw tight until he saw what roseus was leading him to. the entrance.
he slowly approached it, hand shaking as it reached for the heavy metal door, fingers grasping the handle and turning it until it budged. the rusted hinges groaned as he dragged it toward him, and the smell of the rotten decay hit him head on.
there, he saw domek. there, he was frozen in place. his eye's darting from one detail to another. the carcasses. the chalk pentagram. all but avoiding the fact there was a naked woman sitting right in the center of the bunker. he quickly shook his head and covered his eyes. "uhm, you're naked. i don't think i'm allowed to look at naked people so- uh- i can leave... if you want?" what was he saying?
something was still drawing him toward inside the bunker and he wanted to fight against it. his humanity for the moment overcoming his instinct. the last thing finn and malkyn needed to know was that he was hanging around naked women in bunkers.