09-11-2018, 04:50 AM
[align=center][div style="width:400px; font-size:8.4pt;line-height:1.1;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:3px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:justify;"]The period of childhood, one may think touched with a sense of wonder for all was new to one who bore fresh eyes, barely tempered curiosity driving many to seek avenues in which they might fit. Yet it is a time when the mind struggles, attentions to put reason to what is truly little more than a beat with no rhythm, confusion mistook for something more and thus pushed until it grew to fit the mould put about it. He had grown weary of it all, found thoughts grown sluggish as they moved through his head, encased within a pain he could never shift entirely as it threaded about his temples, sought an end to the pain of it all. And yet was this not what he had wanted, some sense of purpose beyond himself, where his talents might be put to some use.
What exactly those proved to be Silus was not entirely sure, though he had proven himself adept at healing, his mind an odd cage able to contain within it a multitude of information but he needed to hold some interest within the subject for such, anything he found of little value or was not quite able to capture him was pushed aside. Such had lead to sleepless nights in the first few weeks, time he had spent sitting at one of the various tables studying each herb and barely able to read the notes Rosemary had given him, the excitement yet to wear away. It had been a bit over a month since then, when he had allowed himself to find some ounce of hope that he might have a true place, some sense of fitting when he had lacked it before, time enough he had grown spiteful.
Dark eye rose from where it had settled upon the ground, having drifted there as the seconds wore on, slowly working through his thoughts as he found his interest in this waning, finding a familiar stark figure. They were alike in stature which eased him some, undersized for one of his age Silus had grown to despise the fact he had been one of the smaller of his litter, but then Linux had appeared. He knew of their connection through Roxanne, though such had been news to him for he knew only of two of his aunts, and thought rather highly of the other child because of it, yet something about her intrigued him in a way few others did.
A question formed upon his lips, seeking an answer which would not come for a familiar weight settled over him, engulfing his small frame for it was large upon the other, small in his own right. Unconscious was his shift of weight, leaning into Junji enjoying his presence. It might have been a side effect of being angelic in origin, something Silus had taken rather well for Jun seemed strange from the beginning, given a presence which seemed bright and calming, homey in a way that confused yet drew him in, but he enjoyed being around him. Gentle sigh escaped him and he enjoyed the heavy blanket of feathers about him, gentle for the weight of it, radiating a gentle warmth quick to leave him seeking sleep.
Peppino. Ears drew forward as the voice rose, a question not expected and given no response for a short time, seemingly mulled over for a few beats. Sil had made few attempts to grow close with any of his younger siblings, they seemed capable of caring for themself and even within his current state Pincher had taken up the care of them quickly, unwilling to allow another to take his place. In truth the sage understood the want to be present in their lives, the family they had was broken, many of his own siblings gone though they appeared every now and then, Goldie left in a state where she was of little use but refused to see such, and Jacob... he had gone missing. Or at least such was what he had come to believe, swallowing the sugar pill Goldie spoke constantly, easing her own pain, and what of him. There was nothing present in the broken, exhausted medic for any of them, his heart left bleeding until it seemed an empty husk incapable of allowing another in.
“Am fine, s'okay Peppino,” a hushed murmur, strained as he lifted himself once more yet didn't move to shrug off the wing about him, the sensation of it was pleasant and he had no wish for it to end so soon, offering his brother a smile. It mattered not how many times he said it, how often he forced himself to push them aside, something within him longed to learn more of the pups, Pip's presence here one he looked upon kindly. Had he not been the same age as he was now, striving to find some meaning outside of the act of war, though his own had been rooted in different grounds for he cared not for morals, his own lacking, such leading him onto the path of healing. No matter what came of things he would be here for Pip and Linux, be they apart of the team by him or not, two his heart longed to bring into the small few he cared for, family no matter how hard it was to admit such to even himself.
What exactly those proved to be Silus was not entirely sure, though he had proven himself adept at healing, his mind an odd cage able to contain within it a multitude of information but he needed to hold some interest within the subject for such, anything he found of little value or was not quite able to capture him was pushed aside. Such had lead to sleepless nights in the first few weeks, time he had spent sitting at one of the various tables studying each herb and barely able to read the notes Rosemary had given him, the excitement yet to wear away. It had been a bit over a month since then, when he had allowed himself to find some ounce of hope that he might have a true place, some sense of fitting when he had lacked it before, time enough he had grown spiteful.
Dark eye rose from where it had settled upon the ground, having drifted there as the seconds wore on, slowly working through his thoughts as he found his interest in this waning, finding a familiar stark figure. They were alike in stature which eased him some, undersized for one of his age Silus had grown to despise the fact he had been one of the smaller of his litter, but then Linux had appeared. He knew of their connection through Roxanne, though such had been news to him for he knew only of two of his aunts, and thought rather highly of the other child because of it, yet something about her intrigued him in a way few others did.
A question formed upon his lips, seeking an answer which would not come for a familiar weight settled over him, engulfing his small frame for it was large upon the other, small in his own right. Unconscious was his shift of weight, leaning into Junji enjoying his presence. It might have been a side effect of being angelic in origin, something Silus had taken rather well for Jun seemed strange from the beginning, given a presence which seemed bright and calming, homey in a way that confused yet drew him in, but he enjoyed being around him. Gentle sigh escaped him and he enjoyed the heavy blanket of feathers about him, gentle for the weight of it, radiating a gentle warmth quick to leave him seeking sleep.
Peppino. Ears drew forward as the voice rose, a question not expected and given no response for a short time, seemingly mulled over for a few beats. Sil had made few attempts to grow close with any of his younger siblings, they seemed capable of caring for themself and even within his current state Pincher had taken up the care of them quickly, unwilling to allow another to take his place. In truth the sage understood the want to be present in their lives, the family they had was broken, many of his own siblings gone though they appeared every now and then, Goldie left in a state where she was of little use but refused to see such, and Jacob... he had gone missing. Or at least such was what he had come to believe, swallowing the sugar pill Goldie spoke constantly, easing her own pain, and what of him. There was nothing present in the broken, exhausted medic for any of them, his heart left bleeding until it seemed an empty husk incapable of allowing another in.
“Am fine, s'okay Peppino,” a hushed murmur, strained as he lifted himself once more yet didn't move to shrug off the wing about him, the sensation of it was pleasant and he had no wish for it to end so soon, offering his brother a smile. It mattered not how many times he said it, how often he forced himself to push them aside, something within him longed to learn more of the pups, Pip's presence here one he looked upon kindly. Had he not been the same age as he was now, striving to find some meaning outside of the act of war, though his own had been rooted in different grounds for he cared not for morals, his own lacking, such leading him onto the path of healing. No matter what came of things he would be here for Pip and Linux, be they apart of the team by him or not, two his heart longed to bring into the small few he cared for, family no matter how hard it was to admit such to even himself.