Whoa, you let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all go down
He rolled his eyes at the notions of taming any landsharks; though he’d seen Amun snag at one for a companion. “You are welcome to try,” by way of goading, a challenge they both knew likely wouldn’t happen anyway. “I cannot see you being a hermit,” followed by another boyish grin and endeavor – imagining Ru underneath the sand and dirt, sitting upon her throne of roots, routes, and tunnels.
Alliances and armistices did have a way of ruining some of the more treacherous amusements – even if they safeguarded their people, which was the only reason he’d ever have signed off on such endeavors. “There will always be opportunities here,” he countered with a shrug, pondering if Ru’s reputation might have circumvented too much nowadays.
At the movement however, predacious gaze wandering away from bones towards living aspects, he snorted, then sighed. “Most likely.” He’d seen the pattern before – when one was chasing Zuriel and he nearly lost his arm for his audacity, bravery, and dominion, and when a young luxere had been the unfortunate victim of their hunts. Magic and incantations already unfurling to the brim of his veins, he purposefully opened the earth near the motions, revealing a rather put-out youth, as if it were shocked and surprised its cover had been pulled away.
Alliances and armistices did have a way of ruining some of the more treacherous amusements – even if they safeguarded their people, which was the only reason he’d ever have signed off on such endeavors. “There will always be opportunities here,” he countered with a shrug, pondering if Ru’s reputation might have circumvented too much nowadays.
At the movement however, predacious gaze wandering away from bones towards living aspects, he snorted, then sighed. “Most likely.” He’d seen the pattern before – when one was chasing Zuriel and he nearly lost his arm for his audacity, bravery, and dominion, and when a young luxere had been the unfortunate victim of their hunts. Magic and incantations already unfurling to the brim of his veins, he purposefully opened the earth near the motions, revealing a rather put-out youth, as if it were shocked and surprised its cover had been pulled away.
Yeah but for the fall—oh, my—
Do you dare to look them right in the eyes?
DEIMOS
