11-13-2020, 02:22 AM
NOTHING BESIDE REMAINS — His muscles were aching, and it wasn't hard for him to know why. He had been pushing himself particularly hard lately, shape-shifting a great deal and fighting to his limit. He knew that it all wasn't really a great idea, especially considering he had only just gotten over injuries before all this, but it wasn't as if he had much of a choice. He had to push himself, for the good of Tanglewood as a whole. Their revolt had technically been failed, but that wasn't because he had been a bad fighter. It was a matter of circumstance, seemingly because the fates were eager to push around and bully Tanglewood in any way that they knew how. Needless to say, he had no intention of not fighting any longer, but he did need a break. He needed some time where he could give his aching body some rest, and he needed it soon. He already had nose bleeds more often than usual lately from overexerting himself, and collapsing in their current environment would be a terrible idea. What was to say that one of the Wanderers wasn't some kind of fucked up cannibal that would eat him while he was passed out? Just the thought was enough to make him shiver, pushing him out of the bunker once more.
For a while, the lion just allowed himself to wander, his paws carrying him through the territory that he knew like the back of his paw. He earned a couple of dirty looks from guards as he passed, but he made sure to return them with withering glares, one eye full of anger and bloodlust. That was usually enough to get them to back off pretty quickly. Eventually, Aurum realized where he was going, as his golden paws hit the edge of water. Blinking out of his exhausted stupor, the angel was slightly surprised to see that he was down at the shore, a hoarse little chuckle leaving him. Part of him wondered if he could swim for it, but that didn't really seem like a great idea, especially in his current state. So instead, he just took a few long strides into the water, allowing it to soak into his fur and slide over his spine. When everything except his head was submerged, he let out a relieved sigh, his eye falling shut. The water had been a bit cold initially, but now it was warm and relaxing, helping his tensed muscles get some well-deserved rest. He knew that he needed to take advantage of it now, considering it wouldn't long before winter was in full swing.
Dipping his head beneath the light waves, Aurum soon raise it back up again, shaking out his soaking mane and letting out a laugh. It had been some time since he was able to genuinely feel happy, having grown bitter and depressed as a result of the takeover. As he looked up at the bright sun hanging overhead, he found himself rumbling, "Thank you. I really needed this..." The lion doubted that the heavens would actually do anything good for him, considering he had turned his back on them, but he wasn't necessarily thanking them. Instead, he was just thanking the sun and the sky above, for still giving him some sense of freedom even in these rough times. — OF THE MAN WHO WAS BORN AND DIED A KING.
For a while, the lion just allowed himself to wander, his paws carrying him through the territory that he knew like the back of his paw. He earned a couple of dirty looks from guards as he passed, but he made sure to return them with withering glares, one eye full of anger and bloodlust. That was usually enough to get them to back off pretty quickly. Eventually, Aurum realized where he was going, as his golden paws hit the edge of water. Blinking out of his exhausted stupor, the angel was slightly surprised to see that he was down at the shore, a hoarse little chuckle leaving him. Part of him wondered if he could swim for it, but that didn't really seem like a great idea, especially in his current state. So instead, he just took a few long strides into the water, allowing it to soak into his fur and slide over his spine. When everything except his head was submerged, he let out a relieved sigh, his eye falling shut. The water had been a bit cold initially, but now it was warm and relaxing, helping his tensed muscles get some well-deserved rest. He knew that he needed to take advantage of it now, considering it wouldn't long before winter was in full swing.
Dipping his head beneath the light waves, Aurum soon raise it back up again, shaking out his soaking mane and letting out a laugh. It had been some time since he was able to genuinely feel happy, having grown bitter and depressed as a result of the takeover. As he looked up at the bright sun hanging overhead, he found himself rumbling, "Thank you. I really needed this..." The lion doubted that the heavens would actually do anything good for him, considering he had turned his back on them, but he wasn't necessarily thanking them. Instead, he was just thanking the sun and the sky above, for still giving him some sense of freedom even in these rough times. — OF THE MAN WHO WAS BORN AND DIED A KING.
— Reggan