this is the reckoning
Even as he stretched onward, all sense of boldness, intrepid designs, and archaic denizens racing and pulsing through his mind, another Attuned measure glimpsed through the bond, and he ceased motion in rapid accord. Stopping swiftly, just as quickly as he might’ve turned, launched, or sieged, the hound’s ears shifted, back and forth, intending to catch more than just the curl of another flickering along his mind. Zuriel did much the same, but Belial continued on, either blissfully unaware of indifferent, riding along the early sea breeze before rounding back.
Only then did Deimos spot the jaguar; canine head tilting vaguely, nostrils flaring, not recognizing the scent of this individual. Little did he know that the man’s name had been pressed into an information hoarding session only days prior, or where connections ambled and rambled. Stock still and massive, his piercing gaze pinpointed on the fellow beast. If hound brows could arch, it would’ve done so – instead the curiosity fed and funneled through the contemplations readily. A run, he corrected. And you?
Only then did Deimos spot the jaguar; canine head tilting vaguely, nostrils flaring, not recognizing the scent of this individual. Little did he know that the man’s name had been pressed into an information hoarding session only days prior, or where connections ambled and rambled. Stock still and massive, his piercing gaze pinpointed on the fellow beast. If hound brows could arch, it would’ve done so – instead the curiosity fed and funneled through the contemplations readily. A run, he corrected. And you?
DEIMOS
