TALES OF THE WIND | joining

[redvox.]

REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger

Fire. Vinny fucking hated fire, despised it with every fiber of his being, and was terrified by it. He had been ever since the flames that had claimed the first home of the Halls. He could still remember the smoke filling his lungs, the flames filling his eyes, and the terrified screams going on around him. He remember pushing his entire body into overdrive, bolting through the department store that had once been home, desperately seeking out every one of his clanmates to get them the hell out. As time had gone on, he had felt the way that his body had weakened, his lungs had wheezed, and his legs had threatened to collapse inward. Eventually, after shoving the last child he had found still within the building out, Vox had just let his body collapse, his eyes falling shut just as the rapidly growing flames had enveloped what remained of the building, pulling him down into darkness and death. Fire had been what had killed him once, and he was determined to let it never claim anybody or anything else he loved ever again. Hell, that had been why he had stood so protectively over Auggie when the Pitt had been raided, the other groups with their flame powered warriors coming to kill them all... not that he loved August, or anything. He just wanted to protect his new friend, of course.

As for rain? Vinny found that he liked rain. He liked the smells that it brought with it, along with the faint pitter patter of water droplets bouncing off the leaves all around. What he probably liked most, however, was the way that the sky darkened. It reminded the nocturnal creature of nighttime, and made it easier for him to be out and about even when his body was telling him he should be the hell in bed. That was why the harbinger had been out for a walk around the territory, more out of leisure than responsibility this time. Ever since stepping up once again as the leader of the group, his life had been nothing but nonstop organizing patrols, mapping the territory, and keeping track of how people weee doing – both for personal and promotional reasons. It was nice to just have some time off for a little while, and he found a sharp little grin gracing his face as he slipped underneath the trees, his wings and hooves carrying him forward as faint droplets showered down on him. His peace was broken by the soft sound of Breena's voice, along with an unfamiliar scent reaching his nose, and he found himself glancing around in surprise, eventually finding where the badger and the child were huddled down. Vinny hesitated for a moment, not wanting to interrupt the peaceful exchange, before he settled a few feet away, mumbling softly, "Er... 'ey kid." His greeting was awkward and more than a little forced, but he just didn't wanna scare the kid off – besides, Breena had this, right?