In this great divide
come out, come out
come out, come out
Pride surged through him as they worked. His shovel brought up and moored earth mixed with snow and ice, Deimos' magic solidifying it on the fly. He was always impressed watching the warden work with what seemed like an effortless control. Magic use to the older hybrid was like breathing was to Marcus, and he wanted that own control for his own.
At the sound of fluttering wings and idiotic squawks, Marcus jerked his head up, eyes narrowing. White wings cut across the pale sky in a chaotic spiral. He groaned as the ningos began to divebomb them, lifting his arm to guard his face from one of the more fattened birds from landing on him.
The shift rolled through him, his bones lightening, arms splitting to wings, the world sharpening into motion and heat and prey. Snow burst outward where he’d stood as the white-tailed eagle surged upward on a hard downbeat, catching the wind above the trench in a single powerful climb. He flew towards the gathered group of ningos, attempting to threaten them away once more but more than willing to bring their end and add them to the inventory of the sled for use at the butcher.
Marcus shifts into eagle form to either intimidate the ningos away ooooooor kill them.
At the sound of fluttering wings and idiotic squawks, Marcus jerked his head up, eyes narrowing. White wings cut across the pale sky in a chaotic spiral. He groaned as the ningos began to divebomb them, lifting his arm to guard his face from one of the more fattened birds from landing on him.
The shift rolled through him, his bones lightening, arms splitting to wings, the world sharpening into motion and heat and prey. Snow burst outward where he’d stood as the white-tailed eagle surged upward on a hard downbeat, catching the wind above the trench in a single powerful climb. He flew towards the gathered group of ningos, attempting to threaten them away once more but more than willing to bring their end and add them to the inventory of the sled for use at the butcher.
Marcus shifts into eagle form to either intimidate the ningos away ooooooor kill them.
And find your heart
There's nowhere left to hide
There's nowhere left to hide
Marcus
