08-24-2019, 03:49 PM
Love was in the air. Perseus barely remembered what remained of his former love life, but still managed to cherish what he knew and what young love he could find before him. The German Shepherd couldn't help himself. He cherished empathy and wished for a partner once again, but knew that would only hurt them and himself in the process, so he could settle with just observing... As always. It pained him deeply. Luckily, there were high points for him to enjoy. It seemed no different for these two.
The dog could sense that they were two different sizes by the sounds of their footsteps, one rather drastically bigger than the other. On the other side of the spectrum, one was soft-spoken while the other spoke fluently. From two different sides of the world, they somehow came together to form a relationship. Their happiness was indistinguishable. Perseus couldn't help but smile.
In the distance, the ruffling of the bushes signaled someone's disappearance. Perhaps a stranger lurking about. He couldn't tell, but it left a sinking feeling in Perseus' chest. Nevertheless he walked along. It wasn't long before he arrived.
Coming to a pause next to Crow, the older male let out a chuckle. Food, it seemed, was always on the mind of the group and for a very good reason. No one could go wrong with some glorious cuisine. "Some barbecue would be nice," he commented. The blind canine mimicked wafting air towards his nose. Sadly, the smell of burned flesh was rather cryptic for him, but he kept positive in times like these. No one needed to know his past.
The air grew still. Crow's venomous words brought the mood in the area to a new low. While he wasn't present at The Pittian raid, mostly due to his own fault, he could tell that Crow was speaking the truth. A traitor was amongst them. It did not matter if they betrayed The Pitt, Draekon was still considered a traitor. How could they trust his word after all that?
Just like that, it all changed. Muscles began to tense and pointed ears fell back onto his skull. One side of his maw pulled back, exposing eroded canines. "Explain yourself," came the canine's growl. He was a man of few words. Nevertheless, Draekon should listen. His actions past this point would decide his fate. Now that the dragon's reputation was tarnished in Perseus' eyes, either way this went would satisfy him greatly.
The dog could sense that they were two different sizes by the sounds of their footsteps, one rather drastically bigger than the other. On the other side of the spectrum, one was soft-spoken while the other spoke fluently. From two different sides of the world, they somehow came together to form a relationship. Their happiness was indistinguishable. Perseus couldn't help but smile.
In the distance, the ruffling of the bushes signaled someone's disappearance. Perhaps a stranger lurking about. He couldn't tell, but it left a sinking feeling in Perseus' chest. Nevertheless he walked along. It wasn't long before he arrived.
Coming to a pause next to Crow, the older male let out a chuckle. Food, it seemed, was always on the mind of the group and for a very good reason. No one could go wrong with some glorious cuisine. "Some barbecue would be nice," he commented. The blind canine mimicked wafting air towards his nose. Sadly, the smell of burned flesh was rather cryptic for him, but he kept positive in times like these. No one needed to know his past.
The air grew still. Crow's venomous words brought the mood in the area to a new low. While he wasn't present at The Pittian raid, mostly due to his own fault, he could tell that Crow was speaking the truth. A traitor was amongst them. It did not matter if they betrayed The Pitt, Draekon was still considered a traitor. How could they trust his word after all that?
Just like that, it all changed. Muscles began to tense and pointed ears fell back onto his skull. One side of his maw pulled back, exposing eroded canines. "Explain yourself," came the canine's growl. He was a man of few words. Nevertheless, Draekon should listen. His actions past this point would decide his fate. Now that the dragon's reputation was tarnished in Perseus' eyes, either way this went would satisfy him greatly.
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