10-11-2018, 08:30 PM
tanglewood felt like home.
it was strange, of course- beleth had never been here before. the ginger manx boy was half tangler, though. it ran in his blood. his father, the former medic, had ran away and fathered him, gave him the name beleth, and then promptly abandoned him and his mother. beleth never saw him again. it was for the best, he supposed. at six months, beleth had grown into a slender and elegant tom, his father's red eyes present in his skull. his mother had been a lovely little ginger, skinny and desperate for love, so perhaps that was why she fell for his alcoholic, cannibal father.
more than eye color was passed down onto beleth. a taste for the finer meats, a hatred of the divine, a servitude to superiors. still, though, the boy was different from his father. he was gifted with the gift of fire. he had discovered it at an early age- he could breathe it, and sometimes it lit him ablaze. his own flames didn't hurt- but they could spread. he was dangerous.
he had little control over it. he was a danger to himself and others. why would tanglewood want him? he padded on the beach, water lapping at his paws. generating heat, steam rose from the water as it touched his overheating body. it was quite the sight- a skinny little ginger cat, evaporating the water he came into contact with.
focusing his bright eyes, the male only grinned. "hey, tanglers!" he announced, continuing to walk. "my name is beleth. i'm the only son of malphas- some medic or whatever." he seemed to not care for his lineage, but it was a good icebreaker. "and i'd like to join."
it was strange, of course- beleth had never been here before. the ginger manx boy was half tangler, though. it ran in his blood. his father, the former medic, had ran away and fathered him, gave him the name beleth, and then promptly abandoned him and his mother. beleth never saw him again. it was for the best, he supposed. at six months, beleth had grown into a slender and elegant tom, his father's red eyes present in his skull. his mother had been a lovely little ginger, skinny and desperate for love, so perhaps that was why she fell for his alcoholic, cannibal father.
more than eye color was passed down onto beleth. a taste for the finer meats, a hatred of the divine, a servitude to superiors. still, though, the boy was different from his father. he was gifted with the gift of fire. he had discovered it at an early age- he could breathe it, and sometimes it lit him ablaze. his own flames didn't hurt- but they could spread. he was dangerous.
he had little control over it. he was a danger to himself and others. why would tanglewood want him? he padded on the beach, water lapping at his paws. generating heat, steam rose from the water as it touched his overheating body. it was quite the sight- a skinny little ginger cat, evaporating the water he came into contact with.
focusing his bright eyes, the male only grinned. "hey, tanglers!" he announced, continuing to walk. "my name is beleth. i'm the only son of malphas- some medic or whatever." he seemed to not care for his lineage, but it was a good icebreaker. "and i'd like to join."
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malphas + henri + amnia