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[sup]© tikki[/sup]IT MUST BE BELIEVED TO BE SEEN
//cw: death
[[ anyone who posts in this thread will see the scene in the italicized section of this post. Moth is the only one who gets sent the emotions in the last bit of it. ]]
The first thing Moth had done when Els had put her in charge of the search party had been to go back to her own house to gather different herbs. She could only hope that she wouldn't need to use them, but when someone went missing you had to be prepared. She told herself this over and over again as she looked through her storage, picking up different items she could carry in her bag, taking the time to make sure everything was there.
Taking longer to start the search. Something was happening to him, he was dying, it'd be her fault, she was taking too long.
No. No. No. She needed to stop that. It wouldn't be her fault, it wasn't her fault. Nothing was wrong, he was just sleeping. Sleeping long enough that his scent had gone stale because he found a really good napping spot. Yeah, that had to be it.
Eventually the mutated jaguar stepped outside into the sun, wings at her sides and eyes scanning those who had come to help in the search, who had worried about the male that had been in Tanglewood for so long. It'd be weird, being in a Tanglewood without him once more, without his worry over her to make sure she was okay, without his visits to see if she needed any help with gathering medicines, to see if he could relearn something he'd been taught a while ago. A small sigh would leave her as she paused for a moment, just a moment. "Let's start looking." She'll speak, heading off at that moment, only hoping that those there would follow.
She knew when she started the search that Elsweyr had looked at his house first, but that was the first place Moth thought to go, just in case. Though his scent stale he could be there in his home now, about to head out to tell everyone he was okay, but when that didn't pan through she thought to go to the Library. Aurum didn't visit it often so it was the perfect place to hide if he wanted some peace and quiet or a place to learn something new, to see if he could find a book he knew his sister would like, or some nursery books to read to his children that were due soon. She'd find that had been a fruitless search as well, and made her way to the Tavern. He no longer drank considering the last time he'd made a fool of himself, but she knew that it was still a place he held dear to his heart given the updates he'd made to it previously, though he wasn't there either.
The next place Moth had thought to check was the graveyard. When Aurum had held the mask carving class only a few days before, Vigenere had been mentioned, and she knew that the former leader of the swamp had been on her brother's mind since. He had spoken about showing Atbash his mask, after all, so maybe he had come here to get it, or to make sure no crocodiles had run off with it. She had hoped that this would be fruitless as well, or that if he was here he'd be sitting at the grave, but all she noted when she made it to the male's burial site was the smell of blood, and it made her stomach drop.
Quickly the reaper followed the smell, tripping over the overgrown roots in the swamp, wings outstretched to catch her fall if she were take one, not noticing the sudden darkness around her or the fog filling up the area. This was a part of the graveyard no one ever went to, there was no need no one here they knew was buried. It was all humans and unmarked graves that had grown too old to read, from before the animals had come to the island, before there had been a bomb dropped and the island radiated. When she noticed the two bodies in the distance, laying on the ground broken and mangled she began to run forward, the recognition of the bloodied mane and wings of her brother jutting out to her as she moved closer, gaining speed until she stumbled over roots and rocks soon falling over and skidding to a stop beside the other.
Now covered in mud and weeds, Moth was soon plunged into darkness as the sudden sense of probing flew through her mind.
Aurum had always watched his back, making sure that nothing surprised him, he didn't want anything to get past him. His lineage and true form had always taught him that anything could come out of nowhere. He hadn't thought that anything would happen on that day when he'd gone with Siborno to visit Vigenere's grave. After all, there were two of them and they were both large enough creatures, they could handle themselves. At first, Aurum had been in his tigress body, but when he heard rustling and saw the fog begin to roll in, he quickly shifted into his birth body, not wanting anything to happen to his unborn children. Soon enough, shadowy blurs of figures came out of the fog, seemingly suddenly appearing and surrounding the two, cutting off any possible way to escape.
"Aurum." The sound of the lion's name reverberated through the graveyard as they each spoke in unison, stepping forward to shrink his movements, to guarantee he'd be overpowered. The fight broke out as quickly as they had appeared, Aurum fighting to the best of his ability to make sure they didn't come forward more, didn't harm his boyfriend. He knew what they were there for, knew that they wanted him and would get him at any cost, wanted to take the angel back to heaven, but he wasn't about to let that happen.
Eventually the fight slowed down as they all tired, Aurum backing away to try and find a way out before Siborno jumped in front of him. They were backed into a corner now, backs against the old crumbling graves and the ranks of the blurred figures moved in, half of them going for Siborno all at once, quickly overwhelming the tired tigon, his broken body falling into the mud, quickly covered by the fog. Aurum didn't have the time to process what had happened before they were all merging in on him, and he felt himself fall down into the mud, felt as his soul began to drag out of his body as he died, but something caused them to stop. Something made them fail to rip his soul from the earth and then they were gone, and Aurum closed his eyes for just a moment as the world began to fade to black around him, the sound of pawsteps and skidding, the familiar smell of herbs washing over him as he pushed with the last of his energy for his mind to reach out towards his sister, to show her what had happened then to try and let comfort wash over her as he pushed the care he felt for the younger member of his family out, to let her know that he loved her and always will, but that he wouldn't - couldn't - come back.
Aurum Kingmaker, the angel of vengeance and luminary of Tanglewood was dead, once and for all.
Tears were in Moth's eyes when she had come to, the split second she was out to fill her head with the memory causing her to shake as she got up, moving forward to her brother. Moth was silent as she wrapped her arms around the other, head burying itself in his mane, the stench of blood washing over her as it stuck to her fur, the tears falling into his as she lie there shaking, the tears unable to stop. She couldn't collect her thoughts, they were all racing too quickly running through her head.
Your fault. They screamed at her, Should have come here first. Shouldn't have taken so long to gather the useless herbs you carried with you everywhere. As each wave of thoughts bashed her head, she became more and more invisible. It started with her paws, climbing its way up her arms and eventually changing her body and head until there was nothing there, the only thing left to be seen the tears that fell and cleaned away the blood from her brother's fur.
[[ tldr; starting the search party, moth found aurum and siborno dead in the deepest part of the graveyard, fog covering their bodies. Blaming herself for their deaths she slowly turned invisible as she cried clutching Aurum's body.
do not feel the need to match the post
word count: 1408 ]]
[[ anyone who posts in this thread will see the scene in the italicized section of this post. Moth is the only one who gets sent the emotions in the last bit of it. ]]
The first thing Moth had done when Els had put her in charge of the search party had been to go back to her own house to gather different herbs. She could only hope that she wouldn't need to use them, but when someone went missing you had to be prepared. She told herself this over and over again as she looked through her storage, picking up different items she could carry in her bag, taking the time to make sure everything was there.
Taking longer to start the search. Something was happening to him, he was dying, it'd be her fault, she was taking too long.
No. No. No. She needed to stop that. It wouldn't be her fault, it wasn't her fault. Nothing was wrong, he was just sleeping. Sleeping long enough that his scent had gone stale because he found a really good napping spot. Yeah, that had to be it.
Eventually the mutated jaguar stepped outside into the sun, wings at her sides and eyes scanning those who had come to help in the search, who had worried about the male that had been in Tanglewood for so long. It'd be weird, being in a Tanglewood without him once more, without his worry over her to make sure she was okay, without his visits to see if she needed any help with gathering medicines, to see if he could relearn something he'd been taught a while ago. A small sigh would leave her as she paused for a moment, just a moment. "Let's start looking." She'll speak, heading off at that moment, only hoping that those there would follow.
She knew when she started the search that Elsweyr had looked at his house first, but that was the first place Moth thought to go, just in case. Though his scent stale he could be there in his home now, about to head out to tell everyone he was okay, but when that didn't pan through she thought to go to the Library. Aurum didn't visit it often so it was the perfect place to hide if he wanted some peace and quiet or a place to learn something new, to see if he could find a book he knew his sister would like, or some nursery books to read to his children that were due soon. She'd find that had been a fruitless search as well, and made her way to the Tavern. He no longer drank considering the last time he'd made a fool of himself, but she knew that it was still a place he held dear to his heart given the updates he'd made to it previously, though he wasn't there either.
The next place Moth had thought to check was the graveyard. When Aurum had held the mask carving class only a few days before, Vigenere had been mentioned, and she knew that the former leader of the swamp had been on her brother's mind since. He had spoken about showing Atbash his mask, after all, so maybe he had come here to get it, or to make sure no crocodiles had run off with it. She had hoped that this would be fruitless as well, or that if he was here he'd be sitting at the grave, but all she noted when she made it to the male's burial site was the smell of blood, and it made her stomach drop.
Quickly the reaper followed the smell, tripping over the overgrown roots in the swamp, wings outstretched to catch her fall if she were take one, not noticing the sudden darkness around her or the fog filling up the area. This was a part of the graveyard no one ever went to, there was no need no one here they knew was buried. It was all humans and unmarked graves that had grown too old to read, from before the animals had come to the island, before there had been a bomb dropped and the island radiated. When she noticed the two bodies in the distance, laying on the ground broken and mangled she began to run forward, the recognition of the bloodied mane and wings of her brother jutting out to her as she moved closer, gaining speed until she stumbled over roots and rocks soon falling over and skidding to a stop beside the other.
Now covered in mud and weeds, Moth was soon plunged into darkness as the sudden sense of probing flew through her mind.
Aurum had always watched his back, making sure that nothing surprised him, he didn't want anything to get past him. His lineage and true form had always taught him that anything could come out of nowhere. He hadn't thought that anything would happen on that day when he'd gone with Siborno to visit Vigenere's grave. After all, there were two of them and they were both large enough creatures, they could handle themselves. At first, Aurum had been in his tigress body, but when he heard rustling and saw the fog begin to roll in, he quickly shifted into his birth body, not wanting anything to happen to his unborn children. Soon enough, shadowy blurs of figures came out of the fog, seemingly suddenly appearing and surrounding the two, cutting off any possible way to escape.
"Aurum." The sound of the lion's name reverberated through the graveyard as they each spoke in unison, stepping forward to shrink his movements, to guarantee he'd be overpowered. The fight broke out as quickly as they had appeared, Aurum fighting to the best of his ability to make sure they didn't come forward more, didn't harm his boyfriend. He knew what they were there for, knew that they wanted him and would get him at any cost, wanted to take the angel back to heaven, but he wasn't about to let that happen.
Eventually the fight slowed down as they all tired, Aurum backing away to try and find a way out before Siborno jumped in front of him. They were backed into a corner now, backs against the old crumbling graves and the ranks of the blurred figures moved in, half of them going for Siborno all at once, quickly overwhelming the tired tigon, his broken body falling into the mud, quickly covered by the fog. Aurum didn't have the time to process what had happened before they were all merging in on him, and he felt himself fall down into the mud, felt as his soul began to drag out of his body as he died, but something caused them to stop. Something made them fail to rip his soul from the earth and then they were gone, and Aurum closed his eyes for just a moment as the world began to fade to black around him, the sound of pawsteps and skidding, the familiar smell of herbs washing over him as he pushed with the last of his energy for his mind to reach out towards his sister, to show her what had happened then to try and let comfort wash over her as he pushed the care he felt for the younger member of his family out, to let her know that he loved her and always will, but that he wouldn't - couldn't - come back.
Aurum Kingmaker, the angel of vengeance and luminary of Tanglewood was dead, once and for all.
Tears were in Moth's eyes when she had come to, the split second she was out to fill her head with the memory causing her to shake as she got up, moving forward to her brother. Moth was silent as she wrapped her arms around the other, head burying itself in his mane, the stench of blood washing over her as it stuck to her fur, the tears falling into his as she lie there shaking, the tears unable to stop. She couldn't collect her thoughts, they were all racing too quickly running through her head.
Your fault. They screamed at her, Should have come here first. Shouldn't have taken so long to gather the useless herbs you carried with you everywhere. As each wave of thoughts bashed her head, she became more and more invisible. It started with her paws, climbing its way up her arms and eventually changing her body and head until there was nothing there, the only thing left to be seen the tears that fell and cleaned away the blood from her brother's fur.
[[ tldr; starting the search party, moth found aurum and siborno dead in the deepest part of the graveyard, fog covering their bodies. Blaming herself for their deaths she slowly turned invisible as she cried clutching Aurum's body.
do not feel the need to match the post
word count: 1408 ]]
MOTH KINGMAKER - TANGLEWOOD - PENNED BY TIKKI - BIO
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