DEIMOS
the resurrected sword
Experiences were tried and true tests of depths and characterization, and even if she felt frazzled, she seemed to be settling inward – the platitudes and multitudes of a sudden new bond, of voices and emotions no longer entirely yourself were overbearing on many levels. Souls split, only to share their burdens, frustrations, earnestness, and selfless devotions were something else altogether, so he remained quiet as she assessed, playfully toying with the cubs’ paws, creating a bit of string in his gilded palms to tease and taunt, keeping the youth occupied as the Evergreen collected, reaffirmed, and restored her earthly sanctions.
“Sounds like you both had quite an adventure,” and he wouldn’t be surprised by anyone being off their food after such an instance. His eyes glanced over to their kitchen, which always housed massive varieties, given their tastes and appetites, and though he nearly offered Belial’s share (ready for when the peryton awakened), he thought that wouldn’t go over very well, or endear the feline to the stag. So the Sword nodded, jutting his jawline to where the fish had been kept. “Worth trying. If it is too much now, it may just take him time to settle.” Very much a cat thing.
“Sounds like you both had quite an adventure,” and he wouldn’t be surprised by anyone being off their food after such an instance. His eyes glanced over to their kitchen, which always housed massive varieties, given their tastes and appetites, and though he nearly offered Belial’s share (ready for when the peryton awakened), he thought that wouldn’t go over very well, or endear the feline to the stag. So the Sword nodded, jutting his jawline to where the fish had been kept. “Worth trying. If it is too much now, it may just take him time to settle.” Very much a cat thing.
under the bludgeonings of chance
my head is bloody, but unbowed
my head is bloody, but unbowed
