09-20-2018, 08:59 PM
≡ -- there was the rolling timbre of her brother's awakening chirp from beside her body-- serenity sheathed around the atmosphere, and the pleasant buzz of rare tranquility.
a brief brush of limbs against another; and exodus knew her brother was awake; clacked her little jaws together, fighting against the choked up morning phlegm clinging jealously to her throat. revelled in the flush of violet fuzz accompanying a waking day, streaking the sky with a blanket of clouds to hide the still sleeping sun.
exodus churred with satisfaction, pressing flush against the talons that speared through her feathers to move underneath her breastbone. these were one of the few things in life her animalistic nature enjoyed.
her keen senses picked up the arrival of mother. their aura easy to sense through their different form, still enveloped in a hidden power thrumming beneath the skin that so familiar that exodus could sense it with easeful skill.
the new vessel of such drastically different stature did little to phase exodus; apart from mother's overwhelming aura and crimson scar that she had come to associate with, she was fine tuned to the desensitization of once unexplainable things. exodus was coddled into an environment where the unthinkable had turned into the norm; forced to swiftly adjust to the sight. she and her siblings have lived a considerable time with the anomalies to anticipate a majority of it in turn; though they did not know everything. they were the children of forebears who thrived for a millenia, breathing and adapting in time to a changing world; advancing beside prey who began to adorn devastating capabilities in response to the flourishing earth. their ancestors had left them behind a gift coded into their very blood; an innate recognition of their seemingly hapless prey's potential. knowledge not to be caught unawares in their ascension to the perfect killing machines.
and though exodus could not comprehend how it could be, she only knew that it was.
as seamlessly as she reacted to mother’s new form, the child was no less inwardly awed or wondrous of the fact. she was still under the firm belief that she and her mother were connected by blood in some way-- pondered fiercely over the indomitable power and appearance mother displayed, and wondered if one day, she’d exhibit the same graces and strength. she was already learning, mimicking those powerful moves in preparation
exo extended her muzzle in greeting, reaching out to wiggle into the hellion's fleecey mane, accompanied with another purr rolling like quiet thunder. the babe only knew of grooming feather opposed to fur, but mother had needs for health as well, much like her siblings, and she was more than willing to try to accommodate them.
amidst this all; somewhere within her ever churning mind was the faint acknowledgment of one lurking beyond their nest. one that dare intrude on a moment of privacy. it was blasphemy of the highest degree, and at this her crest briefly flexed with unbridled disdain before softening in swift dismissal. virgo had warned them of these strange beasts-- overgrown prey that tended to strut around with self imposed superiority, posturing with inconsequential displays of illusions of strength-- it infuriated her. made her blood boil at their mere existence with toxic contempt.
a breathy exhale pushed through parted jaws in glaring displeasure. exodus cast a look to the seething beast. there was no curl of lips and silently bared teeth. she refused to acknowledge the other as an equal challenge, or even a superior-- she funneled the mannerisms of the deity that her mother was. the savage child was familiar enough with the throes of power to begin channeling the behavior itself-- and replicated the a picture perfect imitation of god staring down a mortal. she took those barbaric, impartial features and schooled it into the rawest form of a disinterested display to mask her facial features and glinting molten irises.
it was not a mere act of foolishness, but one of spite and the ugly, fiendish urge to ridicule a would-be-rival’s attempt at social aggression and spit on it. she was furious beyond belief despite this her actions, her maleficent, primal instinct trembling with the inborn command to mutilate the other beyond recognition for it’s act of disgrace-- her teeth itched. the fire of unbridled wrath makes her lungs tremble with feverish, malignant lethality. yet she could not, would not allow the ignorant mock of her species to dampen her mood of joviality.
feeling satisfied at her apparent display, the youngster went right back to tending to her mother. lovingly brushing over the fringe of fine hairs with teeth like a comb.
a brief brush of limbs against another; and exodus knew her brother was awake; clacked her little jaws together, fighting against the choked up morning phlegm clinging jealously to her throat. revelled in the flush of violet fuzz accompanying a waking day, streaking the sky with a blanket of clouds to hide the still sleeping sun.
exodus churred with satisfaction, pressing flush against the talons that speared through her feathers to move underneath her breastbone. these were one of the few things in life her animalistic nature enjoyed.
her keen senses picked up the arrival of mother. their aura easy to sense through their different form, still enveloped in a hidden power thrumming beneath the skin that so familiar that exodus could sense it with easeful skill.
the new vessel of such drastically different stature did little to phase exodus; apart from mother's overwhelming aura and crimson scar that she had come to associate with, she was fine tuned to the desensitization of once unexplainable things. exodus was coddled into an environment where the unthinkable had turned into the norm; forced to swiftly adjust to the sight. she and her siblings have lived a considerable time with the anomalies to anticipate a majority of it in turn; though they did not know everything. they were the children of forebears who thrived for a millenia, breathing and adapting in time to a changing world; advancing beside prey who began to adorn devastating capabilities in response to the flourishing earth. their ancestors had left them behind a gift coded into their very blood; an innate recognition of their seemingly hapless prey's potential. knowledge not to be caught unawares in their ascension to the perfect killing machines.
and though exodus could not comprehend how it could be, she only knew that it was.
as seamlessly as she reacted to mother’s new form, the child was no less inwardly awed or wondrous of the fact. she was still under the firm belief that she and her mother were connected by blood in some way-- pondered fiercely over the indomitable power and appearance mother displayed, and wondered if one day, she’d exhibit the same graces and strength. she was already learning, mimicking those powerful moves in preparation
exo extended her muzzle in greeting, reaching out to wiggle into the hellion's fleecey mane, accompanied with another purr rolling like quiet thunder. the babe only knew of grooming feather opposed to fur, but mother had needs for health as well, much like her siblings, and she was more than willing to try to accommodate them.
amidst this all; somewhere within her ever churning mind was the faint acknowledgment of one lurking beyond their nest. one that dare intrude on a moment of privacy. it was blasphemy of the highest degree, and at this her crest briefly flexed with unbridled disdain before softening in swift dismissal. virgo had warned them of these strange beasts-- overgrown prey that tended to strut around with self imposed superiority, posturing with inconsequential displays of illusions of strength-- it infuriated her. made her blood boil at their mere existence with toxic contempt.
a breathy exhale pushed through parted jaws in glaring displeasure. exodus cast a look to the seething beast. there was no curl of lips and silently bared teeth. she refused to acknowledge the other as an equal challenge, or even a superior-- she funneled the mannerisms of the deity that her mother was. the savage child was familiar enough with the throes of power to begin channeling the behavior itself-- and replicated the a picture perfect imitation of god staring down a mortal. she took those barbaric, impartial features and schooled it into the rawest form of a disinterested display to mask her facial features and glinting molten irises.
it was not a mere act of foolishness, but one of spite and the ugly, fiendish urge to ridicule a would-be-rival’s attempt at social aggression and spit on it. she was furious beyond belief despite this her actions, her maleficent, primal instinct trembling with the inborn command to mutilate the other beyond recognition for it’s act of disgrace-- her teeth itched. the fire of unbridled wrath makes her lungs tremble with feverish, malignant lethality. yet she could not, would not allow the ignorant mock of her species to dampen her mood of joviality.
feeling satisfied at her apparent display, the youngster went right back to tending to her mother. lovingly brushing over the fringe of fine hairs with teeth like a comb.
im like a bull in a china shop
knocking off a knock off .
"cause i got no culture of mine" — exodus — typhoon — feathered raptor — info