04-08-2019, 09:51 PM
— the scent of blood was a comfort, to the predatory, to one born of unsheathed violence.
Ament's own temptation lie in wait for opportunity, static curling behind his thoughts waiting to scramble it. His mind was a haze of it a battleground with an advantage he could not slight. a war waged but not stacked in his odds. Rage - wraith was a temptress and it stole his breath and logic in one fell swoop. For a creature who's curisoity was a shadow to his instincts. Destruction- wraith would always come easier.
It made him prey to the static all the more easier.
it buzzed in his mind. Buzz buzz. zzzt. The familiar smell of the pitt registered as a raise in the near silent decibel to earth shattering decibels. Buzz buzz buzz - zzzt.
A distressed sound escaped him, feathers lining flat as the youth recognized it, fell back into a crevice of his mindset like a slippery slope. It was hard to ground himself- hard to find comfort in the swamp when his home was open sands and the crashing waves, when his home was lush jungle and soft dowry feathers in white, gold brown. His home- his pack his mother - were gone and gods no -
"mother left"
but it wasn't was it?
Ament left the jungle, left his home. He did this to himself- and now it was happening to someone else.
A shriek of fury, high pitched wail scratched at his throat and bellowed from his maw. The feathered omega shook his head, lowering to the ground at the scent, at the reminder. He didn't want to go back there-
but he wasn't going to let someone else suffer the same fate as him, either.
/ can ament go save them? ^^
Ament's own temptation lie in wait for opportunity, static curling behind his thoughts waiting to scramble it. His mind was a haze of it a battleground with an advantage he could not slight. a war waged but not stacked in his odds. Rage - wraith was a temptress and it stole his breath and logic in one fell swoop. For a creature who's curisoity was a shadow to his instincts. Destruction- wraith would always come easier.
It made him prey to the static all the more easier.
it buzzed in his mind. Buzz buzz. zzzt. The familiar smell of the pitt registered as a raise in the near silent decibel to earth shattering decibels. Buzz buzz buzz - zzzt.
A distressed sound escaped him, feathers lining flat as the youth recognized it, fell back into a crevice of his mindset like a slippery slope. It was hard to ground himself- hard to find comfort in the swamp when his home was open sands and the crashing waves, when his home was lush jungle and soft dowry feathers in white, gold brown. His home- his pack his mother - were gone and gods no -
"mother left"
but it wasn't was it?
Ament left the jungle, left his home. He did this to himself- and now it was happening to someone else.
A shriek of fury, high pitched wail scratched at his throat and bellowed from his maw. The feathered omega shook his head, lowering to the ground at the scent, at the reminder. He didn't want to go back there-
but he wasn't going to let someone else suffer the same fate as him, either.
/ can ament go save them? ^^
made by wisker
I LET THE ANGER GO—
AND MOTHER NATURE FOUND IT'S PLACE
AND MOTHER NATURE FOUND IT'S PLACE