Soren
You have got that face that just says
Soren was quick and sharp in this form, and even though they lacked the mental bond the attuned all shared with one another, the young ancient was an excellent communicator. While the two hadn't been ancient that long in regards to their whole lives, being ancients together and hunting together was all they knew.
Soren caught the falcon’s shadow before he saw the bird itself, a sharp cut of movement against the sky. Bloodlust sharpened everything in this form. The wind, the heat under his feathers, the promise of meat all intensified as his heart pounded and he narrowed in on the meal ahead. He banked hard, screeching at Aithne below, closing the distance in a burst of savage speed meant to end lesser hunts outright.
Soren caught the falcon’s shadow before he saw the bird itself, a sharp cut of movement against the sky. Bloodlust sharpened everything in this form. The wind, the heat under his feathers, the promise of meat all intensified as his heart pounded and he narrowed in on the meal ahead. He banked hard, screeching at Aithne below, closing the distance in a burst of savage speed meant to end lesser hunts outright.
"Baby, I was made to break your heart"
