08-05-2018, 07:13 AM
ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ sᴄʀᴏʟʟɪɴɢ
Time does not heal, time makes the pain of the wounds; the hate- the anger- the grief, bearable . only if you let it, only if you allow yourself to rage, to cry, to release it. Bottled up emotions are bound to fester, unaction will always turn quickly into action. It's... easy to let emotions get the better of them. For argus tragedy has always been at the tip of their tongue. They did not have parents to tell them wrong or right- just a clan. A bloody ruthless clan that forced them to grow- to evolve. It was there that argus found morals were optional, justice was the same thing as revenge and clans valued children but never the childishness.
For the longest time argus had lived just a step left from a monster, and felt it bubbling against their fur- bleeding into their veins with power and whispering without mercy. five years of uncontrolled hatrid, that a clan imprinted on- their little monster. Five years and still argus could feel it, the anger- the hate the loneliness etched into her skin carving it's way worse than any claw mark ever could. With time it had only made that monster closer to the surface. Made it easier to step over that line.
It was one of the reasons argus took refuge here, at first. Here they could get away with anything. With letting that monster out at night and not be penalized for it. But that was moons ago, and argus has not changed but they have eased into peace. It did not dull their claws or their relfexes just... allowed them to take a few more steps back. Made the impulses to feast- to hurt and maim quieter.
Argus did not make it much to the border; but they did fly outside it. Often enough they could be caught outside the border- and it was from a trip outside the border that the quartermaster spotted the small group. Recognizing beatrice and backugo but the hellhound was new. Was this a joining, then? It wasn't uncommon for someone to intercept joiners before they got to the border- but this was even before the land bridge. they landed nearby, wings silent but steady until they were tucked away behind them. Red eyes focused on the stranger. For the moment- they kept quiet.
For the longest time argus had lived just a step left from a monster, and felt it bubbling against their fur- bleeding into their veins with power and whispering without mercy. five years of uncontrolled hatrid, that a clan imprinted on- their little monster. Five years and still argus could feel it, the anger- the hate the loneliness etched into her skin carving it's way worse than any claw mark ever could. With time it had only made that monster closer to the surface. Made it easier to step over that line.
It was one of the reasons argus took refuge here, at first. Here they could get away with anything. With letting that monster out at night and not be penalized for it. But that was moons ago, and argus has not changed but they have eased into peace. It did not dull their claws or their relfexes just... allowed them to take a few more steps back. Made the impulses to feast- to hurt and maim quieter.
Argus did not make it much to the border; but they did fly outside it. Often enough they could be caught outside the border- and it was from a trip outside the border that the quartermaster spotted the small group. Recognizing beatrice and backugo but the hellhound was new. Was this a joining, then? It wasn't uncommon for someone to intercept joiners before they got to the border- but this was even before the land bridge. they landed nearby, wings silent but steady until they were tucked away behind them. Red eyes focused on the stranger. For the moment- they kept quiet.
I LEARNED THE VOICES DIED WITH ME
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[glow=white,2,20] - a pity this city has ruined us [b]![/glow]
[glow=white,2,20] - a pity this city has ruined us [b]![/glow]