11-09-2019, 03:09 AM
[sup]HIDDEN SCOLLING[/sup]
ancient beasts, ament had seen great prehistoric dragons with wings and fangs and the from big enough to block out the sky. Had the honor to call one mother, but it was time to come out of the shadow of memory. Lucifer's shadow, the vernadi's shadow. ament was his own, for the moment - packless and the thought hurt, it was a horrendous and painful - a need burning under his feathered hide that couldn't be itched because he was alone.
but he wasn't was he?
he had the golden one- arurum - who was far away and across the sea, he had his home, tied to memories of his long lost pack, his long lost mother - he had a duty, to watch it. To guard what was his- his home, his clan. Until his bones returned to the ground to join the rest of his brethren that have been there for eons at a time.
his clan, the typhoon - will be safe. From the Pitt, from the rage- static in his bones, from any other thing that could do it harm-
crabs
Crabs were the enemy, the raptor knew. From a young hatching - the raptor remembers the feeling of a crustaceans's claws piercing his noes- his sister's piercing scream; a battle cry. A declaration to the world that the venandi- and in return him - had tied to the fate - of a war with the crabs.
ament was older, he was alone - without his pack. But here between hushedsound and the open sands of the typhoon, the beast - the sole omegan verandi remembered his oath, his war with the true enemy; crabs. And he was ready.
/ament hates crabs, so much.
but he wasn't was he?
he had the golden one- arurum - who was far away and across the sea, he had his home, tied to memories of his long lost pack, his long lost mother - he had a duty, to watch it. To guard what was his- his home, his clan. Until his bones returned to the ground to join the rest of his brethren that have been there for eons at a time.
his clan, the typhoon - will be safe. From the Pitt, from the rage- static in his bones, from any other thing that could do it harm-
crabs
Crabs were the enemy, the raptor knew. From a young hatching - the raptor remembers the feeling of a crustaceans's claws piercing his noes- his sister's piercing scream; a battle cry. A declaration to the world that the venandi- and in return him - had tied to the fate - of a war with the crabs.
ament was older, he was alone - without his pack. But here between hushedsound and the open sands of the typhoon, the beast - the sole omegan verandi remembered his oath, his war with the true enemy; crabs. And he was ready.
/ament hates crabs, so much.
made by wisker
I LET THE ANGER GO—
AND MOTHER NATURE FOUND IT'S PLACE
AND MOTHER NATURE FOUND IT'S PLACE