DEIMOS
An arch to his brow followed the slight affront, though he didn’t apologize, and the monolith didn’t have a clue what to do with the information associated with layer hens and meat roosters. A shrug instigated through his shoulders instead, rippling over the muscles undulating beneath furs, though he didn’t miss the indication that the birds needed to come back alive.
His features were the picture of stoic innocence thereafter, hiding the sudden mischief lurking in his mind. “Sure.” A definitive answer before he altered, shifted, into the form of the golden eagle – something the birds had feared in past persuasions. Wings spread, plumage extended, he settled for a singular leap, catching on air currents, before hastening further speed, and flying towards his indicated directions earlier.
And sure enough; there they were, still lingering and pecking at a few pieces of rooted plant life managing to survive and spring along parted stone. I can drive them, he offered, and perhaps Chulane could head them off at the next possible impasse, that way they could continue drawing them closer and closer to the farm.
With a volley of silent, but deadly notions, he descended, talons purposefully drawn outwards to scare them, hinder their movements and motions into abrupt panic.
His features were the picture of stoic innocence thereafter, hiding the sudden mischief lurking in his mind. “Sure.” A definitive answer before he altered, shifted, into the form of the golden eagle – something the birds had feared in past persuasions. Wings spread, plumage extended, he settled for a singular leap, catching on air currents, before hastening further speed, and flying towards his indicated directions earlier.
And sure enough; there they were, still lingering and pecking at a few pieces of rooted plant life managing to survive and spring along parted stone. I can drive them, he offered, and perhaps Chulane could head them off at the next possible impasse, that way they could continue drawing them closer and closer to the farm.
With a volley of silent, but deadly notions, he descended, talons purposefully drawn outwards to scare them, hinder their movements and motions into abrupt panic.
gatekeeper of an endless war
where lines between right and wrong
don't exist anymore
