04-24-2018, 04:34 PM
FENRISULFR
▼ — when the weak court death, they find it.
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Unlike amunet and even his father, Fenris would likely forever be in this form - it was preferred and it was known to him, weathered many battles and spun from fire, steel and blood like his very namesake, indeed it was an appearance one would be hard pressed to forget even without the latent height that made him dwarf the rest - something of a family trait.
long tapered ears perked up at the noise in the distance - the moonlight reflecting off fur and plating where the soft glow of magma like vents and cracks illuminated the creature like his own bio-luminescence in the dark swamps - he knew that voice that spoke its pain.
War was moving before he even finished that thought, long strong limbs taking him from the edge of the borders he'd been patrolling across swampy murkland and over felled trees before he reached further into the territory where the wilds thinned out somewhat and towards where Beck and bella's voices were.
claws clicked on stone as he trotted closer, cool silver-blue eyes glowing in the dark as he neared and moved around the corner - and halted almost immediately for a whole second he didn't move.
Gold to white with a grace befitting of her nature - the colours of wealth and victory - in this new form made to be a stunning testament to her place in her pantheon, War could acknowledge the chosen transformation - beautiful.
she was bright and royal where his was dark and violent - an almost perfect contrast in opposing looks and colours but perhaps he was waxing poetic - his sisters would never have let him hear the end of it if they knew - something that made him smile faintly hm.
he moved further in, nodding to the three in greeting and eyeing Amunet with concern "are you well?" he knew it was her without needing eyes to see, that aura belonged to only one here in this territory - and war would always recognise victory.
long tapered ears perked up at the noise in the distance - the moonlight reflecting off fur and plating where the soft glow of magma like vents and cracks illuminated the creature like his own bio-luminescence in the dark swamps - he knew that voice that spoke its pain.
War was moving before he even finished that thought, long strong limbs taking him from the edge of the borders he'd been patrolling across swampy murkland and over felled trees before he reached further into the territory where the wilds thinned out somewhat and towards where Beck and bella's voices were.
claws clicked on stone as he trotted closer, cool silver-blue eyes glowing in the dark as he neared and moved around the corner - and halted almost immediately for a whole second he didn't move.
Gold to white with a grace befitting of her nature - the colours of wealth and victory - in this new form made to be a stunning testament to her place in her pantheon, War could acknowledge the chosen transformation - beautiful.
she was bright and royal where his was dark and violent - an almost perfect contrast in opposing looks and colours but perhaps he was waxing poetic - his sisters would never have let him hear the end of it if they knew - something that made him smile faintly hm.
he moved further in, nodding to the three in greeting and eyeing Amunet with concern "are you well?" he knew it was her without needing eyes to see, that aura belonged to only one here in this territory - and war would always recognise victory.
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[align=center][div style="font-size:20pt;line-height:.9;color:#000;font-family:impact;padding:8px;letter-spacing:1.2px"]「 NO MORE DEAD HEROES 」[div style="width:360px;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.2;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:justify"]WE ALL HAVE ONE FOOT IN A FAIRYTALE, ——————— AND THE OTHER IN THE ABYSS. |