// not yet corpses, still we rot //
He carefully avoids trying to catch any looks from the Banshee – wherever she is, focusing instead on the fact that they needed to get out of this path as soon as possible if they didn’t want to continue to be approached by the creature. Luckily for him, though, his gaze is trained half between Wessex’s back and Loki above, moving into the alcove that Wessex has chosen abruptly, ensuring that Alexander is boxed between the two of them safely.
“Perhaps both. Maybe it’s just two of them and they have this little shitty pact.” Varus rumbles with a slight roll of his eyes, nodding to Wessex to continue down the path, trying to put as much distance between them all while still trying to scout for the herb.
“Perhaps both. Maybe it’s just two of them and they have this little shitty pact.” Varus rumbles with a slight roll of his eyes, nodding to Wessex to continue down the path, trying to put as much distance between them all while still trying to scout for the herb.
VARUS
