Just One Chance [Vorilye, Tike]

[taqqiq]

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[atrb=background,http://img43.imageshack.us/img43/530/taqmid.png] After Taqqiq helped his brother and the Descai beta drag the unconscious Noella back to the pack dens, the beta had showed the twins around the terra. Taqqiq had been longing to speak to his twin about many things, mainly about why Taq was taking care of a four month old cougar cub; unfortunately, with Shayde the beta having been within earshot the whole time, Taqqiq decided against it. After the short and rather irritable tour, the Mackenzie brute had traveled back to the Drarynough Lake – he and Tike were supposed to meet there. Upon the brutes’ back was a bundle of tawny, spotted fur. Jade had fallen asleep on Taqqiq’s back; he had been too afraid to leave the sleepy cub behind at the dens. A soft sigh as Taqqiq reached behind and gently plucked the cub from his back, depositing her in a small hollow – the very hollow that Kallik had once lain in, before she’d mated with Vorilye. Taqqiq didn’t know any of this of course, not even that he was standing in the vicinity of where the deed had taken place. He had merely come here because, unlike the misty forest around him, the lake was quiet; it offered the trouble young brute solace, when nothing else did. The water rippled gently with the soft breeze, and Taqqiq stepped up to the shore. He gazed down into the water, seeing only broken images of himself. But the breeze died down and soon the water stilled as well, and Taqqiq was able to look at his reflection in the steely grey lake. Too much had happened to the poor pup, and he had matured badly since the death of his sisters’. His mindset was rather bleak, and he often spoke with a weary tone in his voice. Still, nothing haunted the young brute more than the abrupt changes in his personality. No longer was he the playful, slightly mischievous pup he had been before – he was distant, depressed, he hardly ate anything he caught, as he was hunting for Jade. A deep sigh rippled the water, and his image broke again. Taqqiq thought of his father, Vorilye – he had been in his presence for ten minutes at most. He had never even spoken to the brute that sired him. Taqqiq wasn’t sure what he thought of Vorilye – how was one as young as he supposed to feel towards a complete strange, who just happened to sire him? The black wolf groaned, lowering himself to the waters’ edge; his claws were touching the water, and he dragged his paw back and forth, slicing through the greyish liquid. A soft, mournful howl came from his maw; the only thing it spoke of was anguish. Taqqiq wanted his mother’s comfort, he wanted to play with his twin, Tike, he wanted to argue with his little sister Kyra…but most of all, he wanted his father. Wasn’t a father supposed to be his sons’ best friend? Vorilye was supposed to be bonding with his remaining children, not away doing Fenris knows what. A soft sigh slipped past Taqqiq’s gold muzzle once more, and he knew that, truthfully, he wanted to get to know his father. He just didn’t know how… Words;; 538 Muse;; Good. Mood;; Depressed. Notes;; Feel free to plop Vor in here if you want, Uru.

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[Ryker]

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[atrb=background,http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/7738/94326341.png] It had been a few days after his encounter with the rabbits and his little nap in the rain. He refused to think of it as more than just that. He didn't want to re-feal what he had felt that day. He didn't want to feel anything anymore. He wanted to be numb and emotionless. He wanted to be nothing but neutral all the time. He didn't want to care any more. He honestly was envying the rabbit family that he had killed. He wanted to die but yet, he wanted to live. But, what would he live for? His family had just about disappeared and he was about ready to give up. He had been fighting a losing battle ever since he had been born. He wanted desperately to win. He wanted desperately for someone, anyone, to see him for who he was. He wanted someone to appreciate him and not compare him with his saint-like brother. He had never known Taq to do anything wrong or, even when he did, he was hardly punished for it. He had felt that his own punishments were harder than his brothers' had been. He had planned to meet his brother at a lake whose name he was not remembering. He was lucky that he even remembered where it was. Tike had been so preoccupied with other thoughts, that he was barely paying attention to where he was going. When he finally reached the destination, he saw his brother laying by the steel colored lake. He saw a few ripples in the water, like he was moving it around. Tike took a deep breath before approaching his brother. Hi, Taq. His tones could hardly be considered happy. They were more sad. He half- smiled at his brother before laying down beside him. He wasn't sure what to say or what to do. He hadn't the slightest idea of what his brother wished to speak with him about. He wanted to get some explanation of the little fur ball that he was toting around with him. But, he decided to wait and hear what his brother had to say.

[Vorilye]

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[atrb=background,http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/corpes2/vorilyemid.png] It seemed that he was needed everywhere these days. Vorilye found himself gallivanting all over Acerbus in an attempt to please everyone. No one was content with coming to him; instead, he had to frolick back and forth to cater to their every whims. Perhaps it was not as bad as he imagined it to be, but the alpha was growing steadily tired of all these wolves running around aimlessly. He would need to establish some form of hierarchy soon, or the pack was going to fall to bits. They needed a steady food supply, protection for the borders, and if the boys decided to stay, a suitable tutor to teach them everything they needed to know to be productive members of a pack. It was obvious that they did not have much socialization outside of their siblings and their mother, and the brute intended to fix that if given the chance. Most of the time, the brute found himself wondering just what had become of his lost daughter. He hoped and pleaded with the wolven gods that she had not fallen prey to another animal, and that instead she was wandering the continent with all the pride of her father. Vorilye was disheartened to find that Kyra had not sought refuge in his pack lands, but instead had headed off on her own. All he wished was for her safety, but in the back of his mind he knew he wanted more. Truly, he had hoped for the opportunity to build a relationship with her. He had never been given the chance, and now that the dam had been broken, the current swept Kyra so far away from him that he had no shot to even build back the bottom layers. A sigh escaped the brute as the immensity of the situation overwhelmed him once more. He was in completely foreign territory here, and he did not know how to handle it. Vorily finally decided to seek some reprieve by the waters of Drarynough, where many wolves, even those in the pack, did not dare wander other than to grab a quick drink. Many believed that the bottom of the lake was filled with monsters, so no one dared to swim in the waters for fear of becoming their next meal. It was quite amusing to the brute just what other wolves could be tricked into believe. He was a firm believer in the fact that if he could not see something, it must not exist. He had never seen these monsters, or even any indication of their existence, so he was certain there was no threat. As Vorilye approached the water's edge, he heard a soft voice that was now growing to be familiar to him. One of the boys was at the lake. But as he drew closer, he found the two side by side, but there were no words being passed between them. He found it strange, the dynamic between these two. Perhaps it was because of their upbringing, or maybe the drama with the cougar and their sisters had changed something inside them. But both seemed to ooze distress and sadness; it was a feeling that the alpha had grown familiar with over time. Eventually, he learned to shut off his emotions and deal with them just like any other nuisance. But his boys were too young to see the evils in the world and the threat that things like attachment could bring them. It would take time, but eventually they would both realize just how cruel the world really was. Wordlessly, the brute approached his twin sons, and he took a seat a mere three feet behind them. He did not want to be the one to start conversation, mostly because he was not sure how to address them. Vorilye did not know if they really wanted anything to do with them, or if the two had tagged along just because Kallik came back. Either way, they had the upper hand here. The black and golden brute, though he was not very easily distinguished in this group as such, did not know how to proceed. Count | 683 words Muse | Still pretty good. Tags | Taqqiq, Tike Notes | This was actually one of my more mellow posts with him.

[taqqiq]

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[atrb=background,http://img43.imageshack.us/img43/530/taqmid.png] The sound of his twin brothers’ voice brought out a mixture of emotions within Taqqiq. Not only was he happy to finally have time to spend with his brother again, he was also upset due to the events that had happened recently. He held anger towards his twin since they had first met back up at the scene of Noella’s collapse onto Descai land, and in a way, he also held fear. Not of his brother, though. The fear was a strange feeling, if only for the fact that Taqqiq couldn’t quite name the reason that he was feeling it. Tike’s voice sounded sad and muted to Taqqiq, and he sighed a little and nuzzled up to his brother, wishing things could just go back to the way they were. ”Hi, Tike.” Taqqiq whined quietly, his tail thumping on the ground. He opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, wondering how on earth he was going to start the conversation. ’Hey Tike, so…this cub is the daughter of the cougar that killed our sisters…’ No, that wouldn’t work. His brain tried again. ’This cub followed me after I killed her siblings…oh, why did I kill them? Well…their mother killed Tibiki and Karima…’ No, no, NO! Taqqiq groaned slightly, pressing himself against his brother for warmth. Grey mist curled about their bodies, chilling Taqqiq as his fur absorbed the water, but Tike’s pelt was warm and comforting. The old pup frowned a little, pulling away slightly. He’d heard movement behind him, and as he glanced backwards, he saw yet another black-and-gold shape coming towards him. A new flurry of emotions filled Taqqiq – hatred, confusion, and helplessness. He wasn’t sure if he hated his father or not, he was confused because he didn’t know how he felt, and he had been feeling helpless because he was alone and his family had been broken. Still, none of these conflicting emotions stopped Taqqiq from rising slowly and lowering his head down in respect, golden ears tilting gently back upon his skull. Both of the twins were nearly the same size as their father, though they lacked the muscle definition and the proud way Vorilye had always held himself. ”Father…” Taqqiq murmured, meeting his fathers’ gold gaze for a moment before his jade one dropped to his paws. ”I…I would have told you I was coming here…if…well if I even knew where I was going.” he muttered, feeling nervous and slightly fearful. What if his father didn’t want him there? Taqqiq wasn’t sure what would happen then – he could travel somewhere else surely, but where? Taqqiq didn’t know anything about the island nor any of the packs, and he was afraid. Taqqiq cast a glance back up at Vorilye, and suddenly he rushed forward, feeling more like a pup than he had in a while as he buried his face into his fathers’ fur. Now that he had contact with the brute, Taqqiq was afraid to pull away, for fear of what he would see in those gold eyes. Words;; 503 Muse;; Eh. Mood;; Too much. Notes;; My poor baby.

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[Ryker]

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[atrb=background,http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/7738/94326341.png] Though he had vowed not to feel emotions anymore, they still remained. He had a good kill with the beta a few days before and Vorilye stopped in as well. The kill was good, the beta was good, Vorilye was pretty good albeit a little confusing. But, his emotions still were there. He was still sad for some reason. He didn't feel the need to scream or cry anymore. No. He let that all out. Those were weaknesses that he no longer held. He didn't need affection..right? He had grown up with next to none to the point where he questioned whether Kallik actually loved him or not. As his brother nuzzled up to him, he wasn't sure how to react anymore. Normally, he would have nuzzled back into him for some comfort. But, he wasn't sure if he wanted to do that anymore. Did he need comforting? He hadn't really needed any before. He had just wanted it. But, he also didn't want to move away. So, he stayed still. His brother did look like he wanted to say something because he kept opening his mouth but then closing it again. What is it? Tike asked his brother with a hint of curiosity. Tike wanted to know the answer to many things and he hoped that his brother was trying to give him the answer to at least one of them. His younger brother had then pulled away slightly as another wolf was approaching them. It was their older clone, Vorilye. Tike too, stood from his laying position. But, he was a little confused as to why Taq was lowing his head so much. Vorilye hadn't expected respect from him before..had he? Tike wasn't showing his father any disrespect by trying to dominate his father but, he didn't see a why to bowing before him. Though, he guessed that he could fake to be Taq and claim that his brother was himself. He doubted that his father knew them well enough to tell them apart. Even though, Taq had significantly more gold on his face that Tike did, in his opinion. He doubted that Taq would play along though. He wasn't a very good sport when it came to things like confusing others. Taq then went on to mutter to Vorilye but, it sounded like he was muttering to himself more than anyone else. Something about letting Vorilye know that he was coming? That was what it sounded like. Then, Tike became utterly shocked. Had Taq..just went up and put his face in Vorilye's fur. Tike's emerald eyes widened and he took in a sharp breath. Not that he was afraid of what Vorilye might do but, shocked that Taq would do such a thing. He had basically just went up to this wolf that he barely knew and gave him a hug. Well, it did sound like Taq. It was a soft thing to do. Taq had always been weak. He had adopted a snack to carry around with him and now he was going around hugging strangers. If anything, his sisters deaths had caused his brother to be weaker instead of stronger. Taq was soft. Maybe that was why Kallik liked him better than himself. His eyes darted between his brother and his father, confused as to what to say or do. He wanted to know what Taq was doing but, he couldn't get the question out. Tike was shocked and appalled at his brothers behavior. It often amazed him how such different being could come from the same egg.

[Vorilye]

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[atrb=background,http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/corpes2/vorilyemid.png] There was a palpable tension between the two young brutes. An awkwardness settled around them that could almost be seen by the alpha, and he did not know what to say to loosen the tension. Was it tension between his boys, or was it because of his arrival? Vorilye was not sure, but he was happy to see both of his sons in the same place, under his rule. They were in Descai territory, a place where he could surely protect them from the dangers of the world. Nothing could happen to them like the horror that had befallen their sisters. He would make certain that Tike and Taqqiq could have their freedom, yet still function as full members of his pack. If that is what they want. You don't know that they want to stay. What is stopping them from leaving you, just like everyone else before? The nagging voice in his mind berated him for thinking optimistically. Vorilye shook his head angrily, clearing the horrid thoughts from his mind as Taqqiq turned and started to mumble to him. He caught bits and pieces of what his son had to say, but what surprised him the most was when Taq nestled his face into Vorilye's side. It was a sign of affection, at least to the alpha, that had not been had in a long time. His golden eyes fell on Tike as a small smile spread across his maw. "Taq, you have no cause for concern," he assured the pup, looping his neck around the back of Taqqiq's as he nestled close to the smaller brute. While his son was almost large enough to make the movement unconventional, he was reassured by the fact that Taqqiq had instigated the behavior. He simply wanted to let the pup know that he did, in fact, care for him. "You will always have a home here if you so choose," he told Taq with conviction. Lifting his head to look at Tike, he reiterated, "and that goes for you as well, Tike. Just because I was not around when you were younger does not mean I did not want you." He did not know if they had the same insecurities that he held, but he knew that both of his boys were here, and this may be the only opportunity he had to explain himself to them. "Do you have any questions for me?" The words hung out there ominously as Vorilye contemplated just what they may want to know, if anything. He knew that his sons had a right to know the back story between himself and Kallik if they wished to hear it from his perspective; he did not doubt that they, to some extent, had heard the dealings from Kallik. If they had not, the brute would be thoroughly surprised. He did not want to hide anything from them, especially because he wanted them to trust him. Vorilye was vying for approval from two brutes for the first time in his life, and he did not want to mess this up before he even got started. Count | 521 words Muse | Meh. Tags | Taqqiq, Tike Notes | He is started to get softer and softer. Not sure just how long I can keep him this way lol.

[taqqiq]

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[atrb=background,http://img43.imageshack.us/img43/530/taqmid.png] Taqqiq swallowed a bit nervously, still pressed against his father. Kallik had told her pups that their father was strong, handsome, an Alpha, and that all of them had the good qualities of their father. Kyra had inherited the proud, stubborn behavior of both her parents, while Tike had the more serious, brooding side. But Taqqiq had the softer, gentler side of Vorilye that most wolves didn’t know about, and Kallik had always told her son to stay true to his nature. Even though the pups had never heard a bad word against their father, Taqqiq still felt a bit uneasy. What if Vorilye didn’t want him around? What if he was angry because Taqqiq and Tike couldn’t protect their sisters? The young brute’s thoughts were cut off by the sudden voice from overhead. The pup blinked a little, nodding and letting some of his nervousness leave him as his father comforted him. He swallowed again, his voice quivering somewhat as he growled, ”I…I thought you wouldn’t want me.” His confession brought a pang of fear and sadness to the pup, and he sighed sadly, nuzzling his fathers’ chest. Taqqiq truly was a gentle brute, soft, but not in a bad way. He didn’t want any negative feelings between himself and his father, nor any wolf for that matter. Taqqiq gave his father a toothy grin before pulling away somewhat, going to stand beside Tike again. At the mention of a home, the wolf nodded, saying, ”Kamari isn’t safe anymore…I know I left before, I-I told mother to not look for me. I didn’t know where I was going, I just ended up here and…and then I found Tike- well, he found me. And then Shayde…we took a white wolf to your dens, she needed help…” Taqqiq broke off awkwardly, realizing that he had been rambling. He coughed and tried again, taking a calming breath. ”What I mean is…I think I want to stay. I don’t think your beta likes me, but…but family is important. Family comes first…” he mumbled, shooting a furtive sort of look up at Vorilye before he added, ”…right, Father?” Taqqiq was afraid that, if it came down to it, Vorilye might choose to side with his pack rather than his family, simply because he knew the other wolves longer. He could hope, at the very least, that Vorilye would show him kindness other than that he would show to another wolf. Glancing at his brother, Taqqiq asked, ”You’ll stay, right Tike?” He was afraid of how he would feel without his brother. Sure, he’d been on his own for a week or so after his sisters’ deaths, but that was only temporary. All he’d needed was time to think, and well, he’d done a lot of that lately. He turned back to his father and asked, ”Where is Mother? And Kyra? And…well, I have to tell you both something…but I’m scared you’ll be angry with me.” Taqqiq scuffed the ground in front of him with a paw, casting a nervous glance at the place where Jade lay, still sleeping. A whine slipped past his gold maw and he sighed, ”Tike…after – after that day…” He started off, slow and halting, sadness filling his emerald gaze as he recalled the memories, ”After I left Kyra at the hot springs…I went back to the prairie. And there were two cougar cubs. They were young, and they’d be traveling. Their mother…well she was dead. I realized that – that their mother k-killed –“ Taqqiq broke off again, taking deep, gasping breaths as anger and sorrow flooded his veins again. Before he could stop himself, Taqqiq felt hot tears roll down his face, and he angrily wiped them away. ”I tore them apart. But they had a sister. She followed me, I tried to lose her, but she followed me no matter what. I couldn’t kill her. She wasn’t like her brother and sister, and I was too guilty…” he mumbled, averting his face from both his twin and father. Sniffling a little, Taqqiq whined, ”I named her Jade. She didn’t seem to care that I replaced the name her mother had given her. I just thought to myself… ‘Well, if I won’t ever see Mother again, I still want to remember her.’ And…our eyes are the same color. Jade. And it fits her.” he sighed, referring to the cub at his last words. Casting a pained glance over to where Jade lay, curled in a ball, he whispered, ”She knows her mother is dead, and her siblings. But she doesn’t know who killed them, or why they are dead. I can’t tell her. I can’t send her away, either. She’d die.” Jade eyes filled with sorrow once again, and Taqqiq dropped his head, ashamed of all that he had done. Words;; 800 Muse;; Great!~ Mood;; Sad, nervous, unsure. Notes;; </3

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[Ryker]

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[atrb=background,http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/7738/94326341.png] Tike had felt as though he and his brother were growing farther and farther apart. It wouldn't be difficult for anyone to see or have seen coming. The brothers were too different to be close to one another. The old saying that opposites attract was obviously not applicable here. Taq had always been the softer one, the more noble one, the gentler one. Tike often described him as soft. It was no wonder why Kallik had liked his brother better. When Vorilye's smile fell upon the black and golden brute, Tike still looked curious but, his shock slowly dissipated. He wondered why his brother would want to bury his face in his father's fur. Well, Tike guessed that he sort of understood. He well remembered looking for signs of physical affection or, any affection at all, from his family members and rarely ever receiving it. He sort of understood the want of it but, to just rush over and shove you face into someone's fur? Tike did not understand that. Tike thought that his brother must have been having an affection hangover or something. While his father had been comforting Taq, Tike felt a bit awkward. This must have been how Shayde felt a few days ago. A part of him wanted to leave them but, that would be awkward too. So, he stayed put. His father then addressed him, saying that he could stay here if he wanted to. Tike nodded his head, showing that he understood. He was never a very talkative wolf, conversation was something that he preferred to not do unless he had to. He would much rather just stay quiet and nod or shake his head or communicate with his eyes. It was just easier that way for some reason. His brother's words seemed to sum up everything that Tike would have said so, there was no reason to repeat it. He had been concerned at least a little bit that Vorilye wouldn't want him. But, after seeing his father a few days ago, those fears had left. His brother on the other hand, had not been there on that day so, he wouldn't have had that comfort then. His brother went on about the female that had washed up on the beach in which Shayde had already told the alpha but, Taq wouldn't have known that either. Yes, I'll stay. Tike answered his brother with an affirmative. His tail wagged slightly and even a smile broke on his face which, was a rare occurrence for the serious pup. Though, the news that his brother was also staying have Tike mixed feelings. He liked to be around his twin but, he got annoying like all brothers and Tike had a fear that the pack members would like Taqqiq better than himself like his original family had. Tike had wanted to come here to get a new beginning, a new start. He wanted to leave the past behind him and begin a new chapter. This was supposed to be something for Tike. Not that he expected much from the alpha brute who was his father. It wouldn't be good leadership skills to hand out ranks to wolves just because they were family members and Tike liked to think of his father as a good leader. His brother still went on to tell them about that cougar cub which, was the real story that he wanted to hear in the first place. Apparently, he had went to the prairie and killed a couple of them but the little fur ball started following him around and he couldn't get rid of her. Well, Tike came up with a few ways to get rid of her. He couldn't be mad with his brother for that though. It wasn't really his fault. The mother had apparently been killed and he had killed the siblings. Tike had yet to piece it together yet. Tike was a smart wolf but, sometimes he could miss obvious connections. Tike nodded to his brother who had moved back to stand near him some time ago. He understood a little bit about what was going on. Tike didn't understand what was so different about that particular cougar cub. If it had been Tike, he would have eaten her a long time ago. Tike figured it had been his turn to speak. Why did you kick my mo-..Kallik out? It had been a question that he really wanted the answer to. He didn't care if it was personal or a private matter. It involved Tike directly so, it was his business. The question was genuine though, he had called his mother "Kallik" instead of "mother". He had been trying to disconnect himself with her. She had hurt him too much for him to let her inside his walls any longer.

[Vorilye]

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[atrb=background,http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/corpes2/vorilyemid.png] His boys were truly amazing. Vorilye could not imagine how he would live without them, particularly because he had just found them and they were becoming such an integral part of his life. There seemed to be two different personalities inside of the alpha; one was the coarse, brutish character who only had a personal agenda to suit himself, while the other was calmer, more patient, and capable of dealing with things rationally and smoothly. The second seemed to surface in the presence of his sons, whereas the first was reserved for anyone not related to him by blood. While Vorilye did not want his sons to believe they were any different than regular members of his pack - which, technically neither were official members of his pack, even though he considered them such - they were unique in that they could not only speak with him directly, but also do so without invoking any sort of anger. When he offered for them to ask questions, he fully intended to answer them. However, the brute was somewhat surprised when Taqqiq inquired about his obligation to family. "Family is very important to me, Taq," he said honestly, "but you also have to understand that my pack is my family, too. You boys are my pups, which means you are related by blood, but they are family in a different sense of the word. We all look out for each other." The young wolf then proceeded to ask about Kallik and his sister, Kyra. "Your mother was back at the dens, last I saw. As for your sister, I am not sure where she is. I hope I can take the time to find her," he admitted. It was not fair in his mind that he had never been given the chance to speak even two words to his only living daughter. He hoped to seek her out and convince her that they could, in fact, have some sort of relationship. He then turned to Tike, who asked about the events leading up to their birth. Vorilye sighed deeply, knowing that this question was bound to come up eventually. "Your mother was never my mate, boys. I had a bad feeling about her pregnancy, and I could not put a paw on it." He closed his eyes momentarily, recalling the exact moment that he had flipped on Kallik. He never truly believed that the pups could be his. After all, they had only been together one time, and the odds of that were very slim, to say the least. "Your mother had been wandering outside of the borders of the pack. I had no idea what she had been up to, and I honestly believe that the pups could not be mine because of the timing. She waited until I was ready to move on from her to tell me that she was pregnant," he recalled with a slight growl. "I thought she was trying to trap me into making her my mate, just to turn around and raise another brute's pups. I did not immediately kick her out. I offered for her to stay as my Omega. If she had done so, she would not have been there long once I saw that the pups were mine. She chose to leave me." That, however skewed it may have seemed, was how Vorilye remembered their past. He could never correctly recall the events, especially after nearly a year of believing them to be the way he imagined them. There was no turning the brute around from the ways he had set in stone, although the boys were doing a good job at getting past the defense mechanisms he had in place. The alpha's perfect little bubble was shattered as an agonized howl rang out across his territory. That can't be good, he thought with unease, looking at the two young brutes before him. They had just started to connect, but it seemed as if duty was calling and would wait for no one. The brute's ears perked up in alarm, scanning the area for any danger before hurriedly addressing his sons. "Boys, I need to see what is going on. Please be safe, and stick together. Head back to the dens if you can," he rattled off before bolting in the direction of the howl. Something was incredibly wrong, and he needed to see what it was. Vorilye was a blur of black and gold, racing across Acerbus to find the source of the distress call. Count | 756 words Muse | Going steady. Tags | Taqqiq, Tike Notes | This is his exit post. Need to get out of all these crazy threads before I get overwhelmed lol.