12-31-2019, 05:00 PM
His father was far from.. a soft spot. More like a sore, bitten and clawed up spot, bleeding bright red and hidden beneath bandages. It was no secret that Piers was lonely, his family most of the time kept to their home, the only one actually appearing outside of the home most of the time was Piers. He had known that his father was out in the world- he didn't know his recent death, he didn't know anything that Indiana didn't. He only knew his name and just the barest details of his pelt.
What he did know was the pain that pounded in his chest hearing that oddly familiar chuff. Much like his own, he'd remark. Piers' feet drummed against the ground. Some sixth sense had called the cub from his mother's home, his odd body dragging itself towards the body as fast as he could go at this age. To most, he would say, that off scent at the borders had been something bad. Back when the cicada was here, eating trees, and all Aurum could do was try to wipe the life off of the face of the planet.
But to Piers, it was a sign. What kind of sign, he wasn't sure, but his stomach churned and his chest tightened up at the smell of it.
Slowly, the dark pelted caracal-jaguar dragged himself into the area, his movements slow, precise, his chest heaving and falling from running. He panted softly, before slowly the cub's head picked up and his ears flattened just as Kydobi spoke his name. Piers. How did he even know his name? He was never around- it was as if Piers was a bastard and this was his father, leaving him with the mother and never snooping around, until it interested him.
"What do you want." He spoke, his ears still flattened and hair starting to stand up.
What he did know was the pain that pounded in his chest hearing that oddly familiar chuff. Much like his own, he'd remark. Piers' feet drummed against the ground. Some sixth sense had called the cub from his mother's home, his odd body dragging itself towards the body as fast as he could go at this age. To most, he would say, that off scent at the borders had been something bad. Back when the cicada was here, eating trees, and all Aurum could do was try to wipe the life off of the face of the planet.
But to Piers, it was a sign. What kind of sign, he wasn't sure, but his stomach churned and his chest tightened up at the smell of it.
Slowly, the dark pelted caracal-jaguar dragged himself into the area, his movements slow, precise, his chest heaving and falling from running. He panted softly, before slowly the cub's head picked up and his ears flattened just as Kydobi spoke his name. Piers. How did he even know his name? He was never around- it was as if Piers was a bastard and this was his father, leaving him with the mother and never snooping around, until it interested him.
"What do you want." He spoke, his ears still flattened and hair starting to stand up.
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WE'LL CONQUER THEM ALL
[size=9pt]BUT LEND ME YOUR HEART AND I'LL JUST LET YOU FALL —— INFO
WE'LL CONQUER THEM ALL
[size=9pt]BUT LEND ME YOUR HEART AND I'LL JUST LET YOU FALL —— INFO