this is the reckoning
It only took a few moments before the breadth of the scent snagged, caught at him, hook, line, and sinker. Got you he wanted to murmur and howl, the stretch of predator versus predator lined within his bones. Nose to the ground, he took a couple more steps, interloping and weaving back and forth, ensuring, certifying, that this was the bear they were after. Found it he barked inwardly at his companions.
Then veered off the main path, into the deeper proportions, heightened by the sensation and semblance of vehemence – of potential violence, of the threat lurking underneath all of their veins. A hound on the hunt; callous and caustic in the midst of potential dominion, desecration, and destruction.
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Deimos tells Cordelia and Noah he has the scent, then follows it.
Then veered off the main path, into the deeper proportions, heightened by the sensation and semblance of vehemence – of potential violence, of the threat lurking underneath all of their veins. A hound on the hunt; callous and caustic in the midst of potential dominion, desecration, and destruction.
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Deimos tells Cordelia and Noah he has the scent, then follows it.
DEIMOS
